Lyrics

Everything seems to hate me
It feels like a thorn inside my head
I'm here on the roof believe me
I need a new absence of mind...
Wait...

I'm closer but they won't hurt me,
I watch people walking down the street,
Arms wide open, I'm holding my own...
Up Here on the roof I'm afraid of crowds

It's not only a matter of manners
I just don't wanna fly
And so it's in my mind with pride
Sun's burning, figure it out...
Right now...

Keep me hanging on...
'cause up here on the roof I'll hide...
Keep me hanging on...
'cause up here on the roof lies die...

Up here lies die...

Won't you wake me up?
Won't you...

Won't you...
Won't get the worst of it?
Get the worst of it...
Get the worst of all...