Wintersleep - Oblivion lyrics

Toxic emissions Modern conditions Vague apparitions Lost in the discontent Cling to the senses Cling to the nothingness Laugh like you are not there Laugh like you did not care Tension and dying air Soft and familiar Wide eyed and innocent Warm ways and imminent Breathe in, breathe in Breathe in, breathe in Oblivion Oblivion Oblivion Oblivion Lines in a paper Black clouds and vapour Mouth filled with summer Light rain and meteors Light rain and meteors Holes in the universe Crayons and scribblers Infinite bellies burst Cracks in the ocean crust Choke on the cosmic dust What will become of us? What will become of us? What will become of us? What will become of us? Oblivion Oblivion Oblivion Oblivion Oblivion Oblivion Oblivion Oblivion Oblivion Oblivion Oblivion Oblivion Oblivion Oblivion Oblivion Oblivion Oblivion Oblivion Oblivion Oblivion