Nova Video (MV)

Running through the desert
On an empty road
I have nowhere to hide and grow
What if heaven is not in the sky?
Is there enough time before I die?
I ended up at a static room (oh, oh, oh oh oh)
Abjection makes me exhume (oh, oh, oh oh oh)
I stuck memories into jars
And set them on a lesser shelf inside my heart
My arms fragilize as I
Contain the sum of ache
It's always night when I close my eyes
Like a shadow in the dark covering my body
It cools me down as a peaceful disgrace
As I hear whispers revolving around me
My pictures on the wall are fading away
Deep thoughts send me down the wrong way
Obliviated by my defenses
Red wine, red wine stains my collection of classics
I blacked out in the backseat
As if death was kissing my wrists
Kissing my wrists
I ended up at a static room (oh, oh, oh oh oh)
Abjection makes me exhume (oh, oh, oh oh oh)
I stuck memories into jars
And set them on a lesser shelf inside my heart
As if death was kissing my wrists
Kissing my wrists
Kissing my wrists
Kissing my wrists
Kissing my wrists
Kissing my wrists