The 5th

I can see the place

I can see the halls and spaces that broke my soul

And it still calls when everything’s numb and I’m alone

I’ll take it slow

Take it slow

I’ve been keepin’ track

I marked the days since last time

Incidents are spaced by rare occasions where my lips scream

Light it up

It’s an all or nothin’ play though

Ashes settle when I say so

Then I can’t say so

I’m restin’ now

That’s what I tell myself

But it’s never enough

Maybe I’m thinkin’ too much

And I don’t want you to know

You see

You’re callin’ from the back seat

You’re tellin’ us it’s perfect

Perfect

You can’t see

We’ve been fallin’ from the 5th story

Hope we don’t hit the surface

It ain’t perfect

Perfect

Hold the weight inside my lungsI’m heavy breathin’

Novocain is not enough to numb the feelin’

Float this way six feet above but what’s the reason?

What’s the reason?

Blame it on days in the places they made for the people just like me

Kinda one sided but all are divided by mirrors like these

Take what I say and explain it away as just minimal psyche

Mirrors I see

You see

You’re callin’ from the back seat

You’re tellin’ us it’s perfect

Perfect

You can’t see

We’ve been fallin’ from the 5th story

Hope we don’t hit the surface

It ain’t perfect

Perfect