Seventeen - Floater

See, I have no place to go

Broken head has made me whole

Yellow stone below me, yellow sun above

Dying in the middle when pushing comes to shove

Biting on the backbone with an angel on the tongue

Waiting on a vision

Waiting on a vision

Seventeen seconds until I go down to my grave

You can’t ask a question, you have no voice

Want to go on living, but you have no choice

Broken and cut with a second to think

«It's all a lie.

It’s all a lie.»

The moment you cut was a lie

See, you and I don’t see eye to eye

But I will skip the pleasantries and bring you down upon your knees

And keep you there below me

With an eye on the sun above

And I’m filling up the middle pushing comes to shove

Biting on a backbone with an angel on the tongue

Waiting on a vision

Waiting on a vision

Seventeen seconds until I do down to my grave

They prop you up drunken, those clean little boys

The one they defend is the one they destroy

Break you and cut you and leave you to think

«It's all a lie.

It’s all a lie.»

The thing that you need is a lie

Too far away

I am the one

I am the one

You can’t ask a question, you have no voice

Want to go on living, but you have no choice

Broken and cut with a second to think

«It's all a lie.

It’s all a lie.»

The moment you cut was a lie

I will not wish this away

I will not wish for another day

I will not wish this away

I will not wish for another day

Waiting and questioning

Waiting and questioning

Waiting and questioning

Waiting and questioning

Waiting and questioning

Waiting and questioning

Waiting and questioning

(*…and then I realized I was shot…*)