Every Night I Play As If My

Music To Me Is The Air I Breathe It's The Blood That Pumps Through My Veins That Keeps Me Alive

She Smashes Her Knuckles Into Winter As Autumn's Wind Fades Into Black She Is The Saint Of All The Sinners, The One Whose Fallen Through The Cracks... (iviva La Gloria!)

The Thing Is, My Education Was Music. I Knew I'd Be Playing Music No Matter What. That's All I Thought About, I Was Obsessed With It. I'm Still Obsessed With It. It Gets The Best Of Me Sometimes.

I Want To Go Home And Just Go For A Long Walk. And Where I Want To Go, I Have No Idea

Every Night I Play As If My Life Depends On It.