Your hands are my noose/reclusiveness is my love language

Black vision
No conception
Head spinning

Turn out the lights
Burn all your photos of us
Your hands feel cold around my neck
I won't wait to see tomorrow

I can't see (Thumbs in my eyes, losing my breath)
I won't sleep (Voids of nothing creeping in)
I can't see (Thumbs in my eyes, losing my breath)
I won't sleep (Voids of nothing creeping in)

My life is in your hands
Your blood feels warm against my wrists
Your voice is all I have
To cope with it all fading away

I can't see (Thumbs in my eyes, losing my breath)
I won't sleep (Voids of nothing creeping in)
I can't see (Thumbs in my eyes, losing my breath)
I won't sleep (Voids of nothing creeping in)

It's nothing personal
It's what I've done
The sparrows whisper
They know I'm gone

It's nothing personal
It's what I've done
The sparrows whisper
They know I'm gone

Please don't hold your breath
There's nothing left to live for
Please don't hold your breath
There's nothing left to live for
Please don't hold your breath
There's nothing left to live for
Please don't hold your breath
There's nothing left to live for