What if I never get my feet on the concrete?
What if I never get blood back in my h-h-h-heart?
Is it obvious
That I'm floating toward an exit?
'Cause I'm always second-guessing if it's obvious
That every question is an answer to an answer needing questions
And now
I'm in the background of my own image
Where no one else can see me (where no one else can see me)
I paint myself there, so no one else cares
To see me leave my body (to see me leave my -)
As soon as I feel better, start to see some better weather
The clouds roll in, and my thoughts they all go
What if I never get my feet on the concrete?
What if I never get blood back in my heartbeat?
What if I'm all alone in my problems?
What if it's only me?
What if I never find some kinda gravity?
Snap (snap) back into myself
I should get some help
What the hell's been taking me so long?
Selling all my shit
Just to pay the rent
There's no affording this, so typically
I'm in the background of my own image
Where no one else can see me (where no one else can see me)
I paint myself there, so that they don't stare
Or throw a pity party
What if I never get my feet on the concrete?
What if I never get blood back in my heartbeat?
What if I'm all alone in my problems?
What if it's only me?
What if I never find some kinda gravity?
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Houston, anybody read?
I'm floating through the darkness, dying with my darkest thoughts
Silence, no one's listening
No one says a thing
And as I float away, I feed the core belief
What if I'm this? What if I'm that?
What if I've gone crazy, and there ain't no going back now?
What if I'm sick? What if I've gone mad?
What if? What if?
What if I never get my feet on the concrete?
What if I never get blood back in my heartbeat?
What if I'm all alone in my problems?
What if it's only me?
What if I never find some kinda gravity?