High on a swing
Hold my breath cause I could mess up the landing
Close to the trees
I am weightless
I am not misunderstanding
And I got a call a week ago
That made me cry on the way home
And take back everything I said
Cause both of us had lost a friend
You said you felt you dropped the ball
I said, "no, fuck fentanyl"
And you could see the cracks in me
The nihilist
The silver lining
I used to pray
'Til I realized that I don't really have to
And they sent me away
If they hadn't I never would have met you
And I swore that I had seen enough
But the world kept spinning under us
'Til you carried me back down to earth
Shared my unrelenting hurt
Fuck the people who don't know
How capable we are
How close we are to getting all of it
The silver line and the nihilist
I'd bet it all for something more
That crack of light under the door
I'd bet it all for something more
That crack of light under the door
