I fell asleep in a stranger's bed in the house that I grew up in. I was hanging over the edge I was afraid of when I was just a kid. When I was just a kid.
Ohh, is this it?
Ohh, is this all there is?
The friends I made inside my head were choking on medicine to cure themselves of what doesn't exist while I was peeling my old skin. Rip me out again.
Ohh, is this it?
Ohh, is this all there is?
Ohh, somebody find me out?
It's a long way down.