The light, it seems too harsh at times
The days, they feel too long
I find it hard to get out the door sometimes
There’s nowhere I belong
And they say «Memento mori»
«Remember, you’ll die soon
It’s time you start to live, now»
But I was made for the moon
The night feels warm and welcoming
There’s not a soul in the streets
I only fit in, when there’s no one else around
So I can go without daylight for weeks
And they say «Memento mori»
«Remember, you’ll die soon
It’s time you start to live, now»
But I, I was made for the moon
I don’t have anything to show up for
I’m so used to locked doors
It’s hard to find purpose, or meaning
It’s hard to believe in anything-
Least of all myself..
I used to lie to myself to get through life
I can’t lie to myself anymore
There’s no expectations in the darkness
There’s no one around that I can fail
I am too visible in the sunshine, all my flaws gets so exposed
I tell myself to be brave, go out there anyway
But to no avail
And they say «Memento mori»
«Remember, you’ll die soon
It’s time you start to live, now»
But I can only live under the moon
