Howell At The Moon (feat. Dan Campbell)

August 25th 2023

There's a black hole down

Down in Atlantic City

You've been missing since the 16th

Well time makes you reflect

And I've lost myself again

To the demons in my own head

Fighting my way out

But I've got these concrete hands

They're weighing me down

Trying to dig myself out of this mess

So down and out

You're dragging me to the bottom

I just want to float again

But we haven't felt that light in years

You're waxing poetic

about all the things you see

Lost up in the clouds

(You believe you're the second coming)

I'm just trying to get better

But I don't know if I'll change

Selfishness and selflessness aren't one in the same

You're dragging me to the bottom

I just want to float again

But we haven't felt that light in years

We hate ourselves more than anyone else

Cause it runs right through our bones

Black coffee & a cigarette outside a funeral home

A service weighing heavy

for someone that we once knew

The last of two threads still tying me to you

Nothing but disappointments strewn across this sterile room

It was the last time I saw you

The last time I cared to

You're dragging me to the bottom

I just want to float again

But we haven't felt that light in years

We hate ourselves more than anyone else

Cause it runs right through our bones