Im here today, just like every yesterday.
Heavy heat, and the sheets stick to my skin.
Cant get away from nothingness.
I try to get up, but I have to give into the force that is keeping me down.
I overcome gravity, I look outside.
A cat cries out, trapped upon a window sill,
but its cryings drowned out by my screaming inside.
What will it take? I wonder what its like exposed outside,
would I be safe? When will it break.
Try to look out, I see reflection I just want to break.
Sirens moan. Theyre forever crying... someones probably dying.
The sound sticks inside my head. Talk to myself, Im company,
but who is to say if nothing is said?
Two windows stare back at me.
Three stories high and nothing is new.
I may sit, but someday Ill stand.
Ill muster up the will and fire myself through.
What will it take? I wonder what its like exposed outside,
would I be safe? When will it break.
Try to look out, I see reflection I just want to break.
What will it take? I wonder what its like exposed outside,
would I be safe? When will it break.
Try to look out, I see reflection I just want to break.