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I'm here today, just like every yesterday |
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Heavy heat and the sheets stick to my skin |
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Can't get away from nothingness |
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I try to get up, but |
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I have to give in to the force |
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That is keeping me down |
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I overcome this gravity |
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I look outside, a cat cries out |
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Trapped upon a window sill |
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But its crying's drowned out |
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By my screaming inside |
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What will it take? |
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I wonder what it's like |
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Exposed outside |
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Would I be safe? |
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When will it break? |
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Try to look out |
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I see reflection |
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I just want to break |
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Sirens moan, they're forever crying |
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Someone's probably dying |
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The sound sticks inside my head |
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Talk to myself, |
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I'm company |
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But who is to say if nothing if said? |
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Two windows stare back at me |
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Three stories high nothing is new |
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And I may sit but someday |
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I'll stand |
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I'll muster up the will and fire myself through |
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What will it take? |
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I wonder what it's like |
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Exposed outside |
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Would I be safe? |
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When will it break? |
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Try to look out |
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I see reflection |
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I just want to break |
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What will it take? |
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I wonder what it's like |
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Exposed outside |
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Would I be safe? |
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When will it break? |
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Try to look out |
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I see reflection |
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I just want to break |
