[intro] [pre-verse] talking circles around self-intoxication Tell myself to settle down no need for sedatives [verse] tellin the truth in a wishful look perpetual motioning for me to jump [chorus] New open wounds and fresh air clear the way for vacant stares higher and higher we climb Cause coming down ain't no fair [bridge] [simple guitar solo] [verse] Bare the false and cut the cord decibels of what came first In the end and oft pretend what the hell is any of it for?? [chorus] open wounds out in fresh air clears the way for vacant stares High, we climb to see what's there Cause coming down just ain't no fair Yeah, open wounds mute out fresh air clears the throat of no one cares High, we climb to see what's what Cause coming down just ain't no fair [outro] not dying...not even close still feels discreetly sane Like the whole thing knows my fucking name not dying...not even trying still it feels all neatly same Like the whole thing knows my fucking name GET ME OUT GET ME OUT PUT ME DOWN!!!
