34th o’ February

On the phone yesterday so sorry that i wasn’t there

to find myself a captive in these bricks that we had laid

sitting staring at the door wishing i was not alone

yet i only have to swallow once to lose myself and float away

where am i

where the hell am i

i feel so lost

i’m breaking down inside

so i question is this the life that i was meant to live

fighting for the next chance that i will get to fly

there’s got to be more for me than what i’m seeing here

but how am i supposed to know where to go and who to be

where am i

where the hell am i

i feel so lost

i’m breaking down inside

At the window yesterday gazing out upon the world

holding on for all my hopes fighting for my sanity

pullint out of my hole of this prison meant for me

trying hard to change but he’s always been this way but oh well

here am i

what have yoou got

i’m sitting right here

so take your best shot

here i go

what did i do

you tell me

cuz i ain’t got a clue