Letras
(Going up)
Glimpses in the skyscraper across the drop
Dozens of lives suspended in the air
A reflection and a shadow
They both return the same glare
And one remembers the first step that I took
Over another to open the door
How'd you like to find yourself as a spectator to your assimilation?
Bury your head to make due your 'stances
Doom your stances, like they were never in view
A promise in queue, queues the true shadow
Defeatist I QQ
A taunting few border my new life
Three-pronged plastic blocks the UV light
But I trace it out
And as I feel something over my shoulder
I can only muster a guarded wave
I think they're onto me
(I think they're onto me)
I don't belong here
(I don't belong here)
And it's all laid out for me
(It's all been laid out for me)
So, I'll lose everything
I think they're onto me
(I think that they're onto me)
That I don't belong here
(I don't belong here)
So I'll miss everything
Weaseling to a crack in the window shows a way out
But the path is narrow and fragile
So much time faded while you were silent
What's still on your neck?
And who's deep in your pocket?
The waves from old voices below are
-swinging into my chest
The pressure mounts
And the explosion takes any subtlety from the glass
Trying to climb down from those decisions
Just scattered debris into deeper incisions
(The light overexposed my skin and radiated it through
Until everyone could see everything)
Buried behind a script that flipped on landing
But their fiery eyes smelt the sand in my hair
The heat keeps me from standing
Like"Why'd you steal from me?"
Outside you'll mask yourself amongst others to hide the shame
You should find the guilt intimidating
The pressure on your chest isn't vindicating