Here I come, come to you in the very clothes. That I killed, killed you in and now I know I'm alone. I walk to you, rain falls from you. Can you wash me, can you drown me?.
I ponder of something great. My lungs will fill and then deflate. They fill with fire. Exhale desire. I know it's dire. My time today. . I have these thoughts.
Scared of my own image. Scared of my own immaturity. Scared of my own ceiling. Scared I'll die of uncertainty. . Fear might be the death of me. Fear leads to anxiety.
Turn away. If you could get me a drink. Of water 'cause my lips are chapped and faded. Call my aunt Marie. Help her gather all my things. And bury me in all my favorite colors.
I start to part two halves of my heart. In the dark and I. Don't know where I should go. And the tears and the fears. Begin to multiply. . Taking time in a simple place.
Wise men say,. "Only fools rush in". But I can't help falling in love with you. . Shall I stay, would it be a sin?. If I can't help falling in love with you.
Open the slits. In your face. And start your day. You don't have much time. To make your slits. Look just right. . I'm in your mind. I'm singing. I'm in your mind.
You will never know what's behind my skull. So won't you say goodnight so I can say goodbye.. . You will never know what's under my hair. So won't you say goodnight so I can say goodbye..
Hello, we haven't talked in quite some time. I know, I haven't been the best of sons. Hello, I've been traveling in the deserts of my mind. And I haven't found a drop of life.
I don't fall slow like I used to. I fall straight down. You've stolen my air catcher. That kept me safe and sound. . My parachute will guide me. Safely to ground.
The air begins to feel a little thin. . As I start the car and then I begin. . To add the miles piled up behind me. . I barely feel a smile deep inside me.
I wish that I had two faces to prove which theory works. Yelling on the street corner or cleverly masking your words. I take my face off at the door 'cause I don't know who they will take me for.
[Verse 1]. Sometimes I feel cold, even paralyzed. My interior world needs to sanitize. I've got to step through or I'll dissipate. I'll record my step through for my basement tapes.
[Verse 1]. You know. I've always been collected, calm and chill. And you know. I never look for conflict for the thrill. But if I'm feeling. Someone stepping towards you, can't describe.
[Verse 1]. What's my problem?. Well, I want you to follow me down to the bottom. Underneath the insane asylum. Keep your wits about you while you got 'em.
[Verse 1]. I am on an island, no one to confide. Eight days straight, eight hours each and not one line. I can feel pressure start to possess my mind.
[Verse 1]. Can't stop thinking about if and when I die. For now I see that "if" and "when" are truly different cries. For "if" is purely panic and "when" is solemn sorrow.
When everyone you thought you knew. Deserts your fight, I'll go with you. You're facing down a dark hall. I'll grab my light, and go with you. . I'll go with you, I'll go with you.
[Verse 1]. I'm tired. Of tending to this fire. I've used up all I've collected. I have singed my hands. It's glowing. Embers barely showing. Proof of life in the shadows.
[Chorus]. You were one of those classic ones. Traveling around this sun. You were one of those classic ones. I wish she knew you. You were one of those classic ones.