Christ, your head, what's it become?. While the whole world's out having fun. . I'm in a cloud, it's pulling me down, breaking me down. I'm in a cloud, it feels like a crowd of a hundred, it's five degrees here.
I'm paralyzed from head down. Unrealized pushing their doubt. I'm burned by all the fire that's spread within my house. You put them there so you can put them out.
Wake me up wise by morning. I want to breath the day. This is my final warning. Keep all the clouds away. . We've taken, medication. So we can run away from.