Falling freely to my death there is this moment that is ideal
Drawing keenly on what I think is my last breath, but I'm caught only to be brought back to what's real
Reality binds me up and brings me to a lowly shame
I feel nothing anymore so I choose to feel my own pain
However reality doesn't care about how I feel because all humanity wants me to do is change
So I change into clothes that look proper and I act as they tell me to
I conform to what they want and try to act happy
There's this moment of bliss as I approach a cliff and jump
Hoping this time no one will catch me
May 11, 2015
May 11, 2015 at 3:37 PM UTC
Falling freely to my death there is this moment that is ideal
Drawing keenly on what I think is my last breath, but I'm caught only to be brought back to what's real
Reality binds me up and brings me to a lowly shame
I feel nothing anymore so I choose to feel my own pain
However reality doesn't care about how I feel because all humanity wants me to do is change
So I change into clothes that look proper and I act as they tell me to
I conform to what they want and try to act happy
There's this moment of bliss as I approach a cliff and jump
Hoping this time no one will catch me
