Top of a Twenty Story Building

Just let it go through your mind
Don't care if it doesn't rhyme
Did you think that this was all?
This city gives a little bit more

Is it ecstasy? Looking for your mind and feel
Is it your disease eating you from my two limbs?

So tell me what's the words you could say in a hurry?
Is it even worth saying I'm sorry?
Even though I've never been alive

So help me picturing a twenty-story building
Full of nights wishing I'd be just breathing
Even though I've never been alive

I keep breathing on my own
In my solitary world
Some might say it's wrong
I'd rather calling it the world
Was it all a lie? Was it all to make me blind?
How the fuck am I so wrong, I've gone around I'm alright

So tell me what's the words you could say in a hurry?
Is it even worth saying I'm sorry?
Even though I've never been alive

So help me picturing a twenty-story building
Full of nights wishing I'd be just breathing
Even though I've never been alive