Lyrics:

The shadow serves as a blanket for your every move
But it’s useless if it’s already dark
It hasn’t got that much of a heart, and much less to prove
And even less still it has at stake

Nothing more than a numbing for the searing pain of life
Nostalgically manipulative

But I like it. I like it. It’s really fun and I like it
Is it weird that I like it? It’s kinda nice and I like it.

My shadow likes to absorb my past and claim it as its own
My coattails threadbared, caliginous.
I’d say my shadow’s seen better days - it’s lazier now
I want to force it to change its ways.

Something less than the fiery mess in a dull respite of death
Nothing more than a numbing for what?
Unassuming, almost ingenious

But I like it, I like it.
I’m obligated to like it
I like it, yes I like it
I've got no choice but to like it

Please step down - Fatigued from all of your following around
Please step aside - Act while you still have some semblance of pride
Now step down - you're just an absence of light hitting the ground
Now step ahead -has my shadow now become my silhouette?