I am past the point of running Step outside the world is nothing To me no more I got nothing in me Feels like a war Everything it kills me Pills can't refill me Ceilings will not build me Jump out of the window Something higher than a building Hoping that you catch me Even when I step off Hoping that you feel me Even when I feel off And I was falling out the window hoping drugs would close the pain (pane) And I was hoping out the window hoping love would close the pain (pane) And I was running for that window hoping you'd step in my way But it never works that way When I was at a crossroad hoping that'd it kill me But I don't wanna die i just do not wanna feel things But I don't know the real me or anyone who knows him I'm only here for one thing so pull up listen closely Sunday night coma Monday morning donor Tuesday evening elsewhere Wednesday in Tacoma A shadow age in affairs Thursday home alone Friday lights off upstairs Weekends never home yeah