Static On the Radio

There's static on the radio tonight And in the quiet, somethings not quite right It's far too cold to warm my soul in daylight And in my room, the midnight sun burns bright I'm arguing with people I can't see Hunched over a backlit shrine to me We can't agree on how or when or why But somehow we all know the end is nigh Is nigh The end is nigh The end is nigh How long was I supposed to hold my breath? When I let go, will anything be left? I need to know there's still a world out there And if it's dead, I need to taste the air But what if all I find when I leave the cave Are lies and liars until I find the grave? I'll tell myself these thoughts I have are real And someone else will tell me how to feel How to feel Tell me how to feel How to feel The tension festers on the stereo Hides in my blankets, crackles in my clothes My chest collapses, my head begins to glitch I only move when there's something new to itch I still fear the things that go bump in the night I take the hit and clutch the blankets tight But I'll stay here, staking out the shadows I don't trust the things I see out in the light In the light Out in the light Out in the light