Fallin' down under the cracks And now, I cannot make a sound Forgive me if I ask for help I'm crawling out of the bottom where my every thought My every thought is consuming Gimme some excuses, I need to know
If I was under, could I see myself on the floor? If I should trip inside my mind Would I be under control of it all?
Time, gimme time, gimme time, gimme
What do you think will help me? My teeth, chatterin' with every thought I need some prayers to be answered I believe I'll be choking on my mind soon One more time, I expect to get ****
If I was under, could I see myself on the floor? If I should trip inside my mind Would I be under control of it all?
If I was under, could I see myself on the floor? If I should trip inside my mind Would I be under control of it all, control of it all?