Laying in a pile of rended dreams
I\'ve kissed the sore spot better
Salvaged the wreckage
It doesn\'t matter where I\'ve been
It matters where I\'m going
This moment is a snapshot of life
I\'ve been holding on, endlessly waiting
With a gnarled expression
The sun is shining like broken glass
I\'m hyper-conscious
I\'ve shaked off the jitters
Without a care, in the warm air
Alone in my bedroom
So high I\'m touching the ceiling
Without a care, in the warm air
Alone in my bedroom
So high I\'m touching the ceiling
I\'m one dose away from paradise
Spinning on the plane
Out of kilter like a laggard
I said, \"Hasta la vista!\" to the chagrin
I\'m living in a Bohemian way
I\'ve hit the bullseye
I\'ve made it loud and clear
I\'m no one in the face of death
Running from the fear of being repeatedly vapid
Running from the fear I can\'t break the bad habit
Running from the fear
Running from the fear
Without a care, in the warm air
Alone in my bedroom
So high I\'m touching the ceiling
Without a care, in the warm air
Alone in my bedroom
So high I\'m touching the ceiling.