How We're Made Songtext

It's cold in here I take a breath. Pull the air into my chest again, again.
Eyes are closed and wondering am I wide awake or fast asleep? Asleep.
The red alarm clock radio comes to life in monotone to say, to me.
This is just reality I get to cuss the world away from me, from me.

I had to let you go, but I miss you.
I couldn't keep you here, I just miss you.

Footsteps on these cobble streets.
It rained last night it's wet under my feet, two feet.