Nickel Wound — текст песни (Texas Is The Reason)

Its getting cold all aver again
so IВґll be inside way too much again.
YouВґll have to believe me.
You have to hear me when I say:
IВґll make something up just so that you believe in me.
This is becoming to routine for me.
there will be time for the tomorrow,
but itВґs days like this that keep me alive.
is there anything left for me?
DaylightВґs almost over now,
cant think of anymore to say.
Even if I try to understand it wont ever be the same.
Is there anything left for me?