Trapped myself in this room i will be stuck here all day and as the dust piles up i see my way out but i was feeling it all feeling to much and i need to get up i'm ready to run .. when i talk you i always see that you're still so filled with fear and when you get down on yourself you get so down and everyone that i love loves self harm more i'm feeling it all i gotta get up i gotta get up i gotta get up the dust piles up i gotta get up
