December 31st

I move on to find a new kind of challenge

I'm trying to feel less alone

Im drinking shots from that cracked Christmas mug

found on a vintage market long ago

killed my feelings since that winter day

medication made me numb

I wanna blow up in the endless noise

of whatever's left to come

Im trying hard to be less suicidal

try to pay more respect to the dead

wished that I could feel something for someone

aint easy when youre learning from scratch

killed my feelings every holiday

medication made me numb

I wanna blow up in the endless noise

of whatever's left to come

(of whatever is left to come)