Living under a black moon
Hoping the sun will shine through soon
Nonetheless my heart is stone
Gaping wounds are the cause of my moan
Living under a sky so full
Of dead debris, I try to pull
Away from the fears of life
Away from my pain, my strife
Black moon
We'll be back together soon
Living with ideals they hate
With morals conformists debate
But dyed blonde hair still gets the swoon
Which is why I'm here with my black moon
Black moon...
Until the day we hear them say We're ok, we can stay
We'll wait outside all alone
Trying to find the comfort we lost at home