Heavy rain battering down my window Video (MV)

The heavy steps down the banister
As the clock ticks down on my head
The heavy paint from the canister
Drips viscous molasses down my throat

The thick coats of rain that pours down on me today
And my windbreaker can't hold on
This water down
Down

I think about jumping off the world
I'm already on my own anyway
Perhaps there's a different place
Where the colors aren't unmuted
And I don't need these pills to feel alive
I won't need my hands on your thighs

To feel as though I'm really here
Not just a blank foreground
Not painted