GoodnightOf all my days, this might be my darkest hourGoodnight by ~NonplusGray
Because my convictions are crumbling, but I feel okay
There's a poison in my head, but it doesn't hurt, Lord
This might be my darkest hour, but it's been a good day
Of all my nights, this might be my brightest delusion
Because I feel a little guilt, but I'm still alright
My soul looks over its shoulder, but my mind looks in front
While my lips smile and tell my sweet angels "Goodnight."