Cover me in cold light
Wake up with a sore throat
A sore throat
Drive your car to work
Down gray highways isolate
Your pain, your pain
You will grow to be
Untouched, unphased
By the light that changed
By the way things change
You will grow to me
Detached in the mirror
Oh, my God
Oh, my God
Oh, my God
Oh, my God
Oh, my God
Oh, my God
Oh, my God
Oh, my God
Oh, my God