Living In The Storm

There's something wrong with all of my friends Empty heads and violence I'm trying to pretend That it's not me I can be anything I want to be I'll try to ignore it This banging at my door And I'm living in the storm They're dropping bombs on all of my friends Every time I turn around they're blowing up again But it's not me Out on the streets I don't know who any of you people are I'll try to avoid it Try to avoid this This vulture at my door And I'm living in the storm I know I'm alone All on my own I'm already dead and cold Cold, cold, cold, cold They're killing brains in all of my friends When I look inside of 'em there's nothing happening But it's not me I can think I think I'll stay right where I am I'll try to ignore it Try to ignore this This banging at my door And I'm living in the storm I, I, I'm living in the storm I, I, I'm living in the storm Me, me --- Living in the Storm - The Pretty Reckless