I'm sick of living in this movie
Everybody looking through me
I just wake up and leave.
more than this sunless early winter morning
Her stuff is on the counter
what if I had never met her?
All I know is just a feeling
It is awful worse than i had ever guessed
I wouldn't wish it on an enemy
Blood is rushing, pumping through
My heart to push the oxygen and
Opiates through arteries up to my brain
not the reason for my habit
I just need a bigger picture
My head is getting lighter
I can almost hear my sister calling
Begging for my reason to go on this way
I'm sick of living in this movie
Everybody looking through me
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