Song of the day;; → Volumes - Finite Now don’t go walking towards the light, life is only finite, finite Yeah You know we love to play with fire, burning up the cold nights, cold nights, yeah In and out of breath I’m staring into death, lay down with the liar Chemical effect, we’re falling neck to neck, the page and the writer Now don’t go walking towards the light, life is only finite, finite, yeah You know we love to play with fire, burning up the cold nights, cold nights, yeah Get back your words mean nothing to me, maybe a relapse is what I need Lost love, no coming back for me, finite grip to your sanity In and out of this stress and make another mess, the things we desire Running through my chest, the right lung and the left No way to go higher Now don’t go walking towards the light, life is only finite, finite, yeah You know we love to play with fire, burning up the cold nights, cold nights, yeah Get high and pretend like I’m just not here Middle fingers to the sky, once you d