We all look the same in the dark
Our primal instincts to kill
To hide
To run
Take over
Our thoughts
To love
To sing
To write
Flee under the cover of dark satin
If onlyā
The darkness we hold so desperately onto
Wasnāt already in us
Our veins
Our blood
Our fears
We all look the same in the dark
If only
when the lights flickered on
And we blinked temporally blinded
Only to be blinded again
By othe...