He used to run up from the basement Thinking there was someone there to chase him But when he reached the top of the plateau The only thing he saw was a shadow, oh He was in a shallow hole He had never felt so cold
Way in the back row of the classroom The walls were closing in He ran to the bathroom The teacher called him crazy to the class His first panic attack was something for the history books You should see the toll it took on his mеntal hell
He found a cure insidе a bottle And every little blue pill he could swallow He hollowed out his body to the core And went out to go and buy some more 'Cause he was indestructible Fighting in a fucked-up war Passed out on the floor
One day, he woke up in a bunk bed With curtains closed around him like a coffin He held his breath so long, his face was blue He passed out for a month or two He was looking for a way out But he can take a breath now Sometimes I think I am a prophet, but I am just a man I guess I should stop it I want to live my life like I have pride I think that might pass the time I wish there was a way up there I wish I was a millionaireTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
