Chelsea Cutler
Withdrawal
[Verse 1]
Put the scissors on the table
Write the letters on the paper
I, I don't know why
But everybody wishes that they were somebody's light

[Refrain]
Here's to coming down

[Verse 2]
Light the candle, watch the flame die down
Burn the name that wears you inside-out
I will never learn
Why people wish that people from the past would somehow return

[Refrain]
Here's to coming down

[Verse 3]
The mausoleum's running low on space
Wе're running from a flood that we've madе
The mausoleum's running low on space
We're running from a flood that we've made
Oh, it's just begun
But everybody thinks that somebody else is the sun
[Refrain]
Here's to coming down