Sitting at an empty bar. Alone to think about
exactly who you are. From beds to little rooms to
buildings in the city. The bottles empty and
tonight I wish that I could be the first to fly,
from seven stories into traffic where Id die. Be
the first to fly

Waking up was not that hard. It’s the sleep that
kills you its the silence its the dark. From beds
to little rooms to buildings in the city.

The bottles empty and tonight I wish that I could
be the first to fly, from seven stories into
traffic where Id die. I can’t imagine there would
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who take their lives to feel

The boy who needs some motivation The boy who
needs to clear his mind The boy is full of
aggravation The boy who couldn’t fly so say
goodbye

Tonight I wish that I could be the first to fly,
from seven stories into traffic where Id die. I
can’t imagine there would be an after life. A
place where even fools like me who take their
lives to feel alive