Gravity don't work on me. The ground don't pull me down. I can jump any thing I come to. I do not need to come down. . Driving back from your house. It's first gear all the way home.
You live in your prison, the one that you choose. You'd do anything to have nothing to lose. And you got scared of escaping just a little too soon. You give up your shovel and dig with a spoon.