The Waiting Room

I lose my hold as all the pieces start to unfold and now i see where this started to get away from me. Around my neck, pressure holds its grip so tightly, and i regret everything that i said. But it feels alright, i might as well be dead I do this every night, you can’t understand how hard it is to be in bad business. But it feels alright, i might as well be dead I do this every night and you can’t understand, i’m twisted inside, I can't explain why. Let go and then i lose control and i’m falling faster than i’d really like. Down i go, further, out of control but it makes no sense to give up at this height I just need a sign to tell me i’m alright. Locked in the waiting room and my time is coming soon There's no more life in me, i'm tied to catastrophe. But it feels alright, i might as well be dead I do this every night and you can’t understand, i’m twisted inside, I can't explain why. Let go and then i lose control and i’m falling faster than i’d really like. Down i go, further, out of control but it makes no sense to give up at this height I just need a sign to tell me i’m alright.