Art Of Dying Out Of Body
Out of body
High above ground
I feel nothing
Is there a way
Will I bend or will I break
There's no way down until I'm broken
Pain I feel is no mistake
So much hangs on me unspoken
Hard to say I will find a way to turn this back around
Out of body
High above ground
I feel nothing
Is there a way to bring me down
Out of body
High above ground
I feel nothing
Is there a way to bring me down
Is this a dream
Or am I awake
Either way it hurts to swallow
Everything that I can take
I'm so full, why am I hollow
Hard to say I will find a way to turn this back around
Out of body
High above ground
I feel nothing
Is there a way to bring me down
Out of body
High above ground
I feel nothing
Is there a way to bring me down
down
down
down
down
Out of body
High above ground
I feel nothing
Is there a way to bring me down
Out of body
High above ground
I feel nothing
Is there a way to bring me down
Out of body
High above ground
I feel nothing
Is there a way to bring me down
Out of body
High above ground
I feel nothing
Is there a way to bring me down
