Death Is Not Glamorous

Death Is Not Glamorous - Set In Stone

At 3 A.M. these streetlights light the way
But don't illuminate the question in my mind
"Am I going anywhere?"
The things we aspire to change
They just stay the same
The things I aspire to be
Seem to elude me

So cold and thoughts like rain
Slow but building
So cold and I'm the same
And your number on my phone
So let's go

Into the night
We race like drops of rain
Headlong
Into the pitch black night
Will not cease
Will not abate

Throw ourselves into this world
Make a dent
Set to explode
Because I'm ready as I'll ever be
And you're ready as you'll ever be
What's set in stone we will erode