I think Im in need of a savior
Someone with poisoned nervous eyes
Someone with a code of behavior
For someone that I could just … oh, you know.
Oh if you say so
Ill hand it to you
If you say so
Dont let your lungs slow
Theyre breathing for you
Let your lungs go
Hear me, Im need of a savior
Someone who shakes at my surprise
Someone who isnt a jailer
That certain someone that wont … oh, you know.
Oh if you say so
Ill hand it to you
If you say so
Dont let your lungs slow
Theyre breathing for you
Let your lungs go
It dont take a whole pulse inside this shell
To realize that I am going straight to hell. Oh well!
As Im creeping and Im creeping and Im creeping to the top,
Stepping on everyone I know to make sure they end up below.
Should I be scared for every minute Ive been sinning?
Should I be scared for that one minute itll set in?
Should I be scared for me?