Stick a syringe in me.
Help me breath. I've been
walking down this road too
long. Endless it seems. I see
them running pass me. Where are
they rushing to. I am
heavy. I cannot rise to the
skies above.
Stick a syringe in me.
Fill me with helium so I can
rise to the clouds. To lift me
off the chains of these lead metal
balls on my feet. To be with
them. To be where I belong.
Stick a syringe in me.
Help me breath.
Please.