Looking down, wind lifts the spirit up from the ground
Fear in the clouds, shaking; try feeling weightless now
Wanna do something nice; maybe bring you dinner to your house
There's nobody home; dead in the parking lot alone
High off the ground
Waiting for the sky to spit me out
Terminal now
Twilight, quick death, out
Feeling my weight, trying not to fight myself today
Lay down to rest, separate the feeling from the head
I don't wanna see my friends, I can cop to that
When the light goes out, I might let them in
High off the ground
Waiting for the sky to spit me out
Terminal now
Praying for the rain the throw me down
High off the ground
Waiting for the sky to spit me out
Terminal now
Twilight, quick death, out
This is just a movie, I can't shake it from my dreams, I'm falling
We were barely friends when we slept, salvaging convenience at best
High off the ground
Waiting for the sky to spit me out
Terminal now
Twilight, quick death, out