I Dissolve The Early November

[Verse 1]
People say that I'll be fine
Grow out of awkward times
Pedal art at 35
I think they're dead in my sight

[Pre-Chorus]
Grind my teeth, dissolve like salt
Mix my fears in double malt

[Chorus]
And I get lost in the night
I get lost in the night

[Verse 2]
I still want to open eyes
I've seen where we all hide
Suffocation in the time
Decorate the darker side

[Pre-Chorus]
Hang that wreath, drown all clear thought
Celebrate the launching of the loss of the night

[Chorus]
I get lost in the night
I get lost in the night
And I get lost in the night