Из альбома: Rider Jones
I don't feel like anybody else.
Anxiety's been killing me, so I'm isolating myself.
My lead lungs don't let me sleep at night.
I'm not sure what my problem is, but I'm so sick of the FIGHT.
I'm not ok, but I'll be fine.
The sky is falling, on top of me.
The sky is falling, as far as I can see.
The sky is falling, on me...
I'm sure a lot of you already know.
How it feels to bleed and plead, and never really grow.
I just wish we could learn to let it go.
Be the change you wanna see, and let the world know.
I'm not ok, but I'll be fine.
I'm not ok, but I'll be fine.
The sky is falling, on top of me.
The sky is falling, as far as I can see.
The sky is falling, on me...
If I should die beneath this weight,
Pressed upon my shoulder blades.
I forgive you.
If I should fall beneath this weight,
Pressed upon my shoulder blades.
I forgive myself.
The sky is falling, on top of me.
The sky is falling, as far as I can see.
The sky is falling, on me...