Maybe someday I'll stop looking at the sky Maybe someday I won't be afraid to die Maybe someday I will take myself for walks in the park Maybe someday I'll stop feeling like a kid Maybe someday I will find a shirt that fits Maybe someday I will stop being afraid of the dark I'm not falling, I'm still standing (just barely, just barely) And the locks of my hair fall down on my face And I can't see, but I still breathe, And I float at sea in a plastic bin full of ornaments Like your face Like your dimples and your chin Feel my arms, so long, so thin, and falling apart High velocity bass notes are slapping your heart Did anyone ask for this? Did anyone ask for this?