Down
I'm standing in the rain
Hoping the water will wash away the stain
Of the apathy that clouds my sky
They take the shape of everyone who's left me high and dry
And so i wonder
Have i made it too far?
Every desperate day leaves another scar
(Pre-chorus)
What is there to do but sit and sink?
Every day i get closer to the brink
I'm getting used to the sound of a closing door
I cannot take this anymore
I'm coming down
Falling face first onto the ground
I'm coming down
Too late for things to come around
A tidal wave of pale pills
A voice that says they'll keep away my ills
But tell me what's the thrill
In waiting for these wounds to stop bleeding
My mother's on phone and she's pleading
But it's fleeting
'Cause nothing will ever change
The crossed wires in my brain refuse to rearrange
(Pre-chorus)
But what else there to do besides just to sit and sink
Every day i get closer to the brink
I'm getting used to the sound of a closing door
I don't wanna live like this anymore
I'm coming down
Falling face first onto the ground
I'm coming down
Too late for things to come around
I'm coming down
Falling face first onto the ground
I'm coming down
Too late for things to come around