And now I’m absolutely obsessed with this song: “Dead Hearts” by Stars
Try to keep it together, but at night it all falls apart. In the confines of the darkness, you’re free to see anything, think anything, feel anything. You’re even free to see what’s there… But nothing is. Just the emptiness of a room; a room filled with tables and chairs, just furniture and things. They don’t hold any importance - we don’t realize that normally. How do we sit here and pretend otherwise every other second of the day? The truth is, how can you ever truly be happy? You can’t, if you’re always gonna focus on that one thing you’re missing. The key? There’ll always be at least one.