here's the shades down

What am I holding onto
Or getting at?
You can only choose not to care

The rest is history
And I don't cry for people who died before I was born

Beyond me
It's non existent
As far as I'm concerned.

When the doors are all locked at night
I doubt you still feel safe
Besides me
You're the only one that's breathing

Remember
The fans on
You might get cold
Laying on your stomach

I leave the shades up
And turn the light down
Feels more like waking up

This feels more like waking up.