You talk about the colourful life
And the way we die is concrete
The pavement tied to your feet
I can't breathe
Without some clarity
I think I'm going crazy
Stuck inside this dark room
With no windows or sunlight
You talk about everything else
Like you had a reason
Break my neck
And I'll still think of you kindly
And the way we die is concrete
The pavement tied to your feet
I can't breathe
Without some clarity
I think I'm going crazy
Stuck inside this dark room
With no windows or sunlight
You talk about everything else
Like you had a reason
Break my neck
And I'll still think of you kindly