On The Fence

On the fence, you are paralyzed

Forth and back, where the grass is greener

Whitest shirt that I'll ever wear

Ribbon-red round the seams

You capsize the feeling

Turn it round, hang it over the ground

While it doesn't help being

It can hide, it can hide, it can hide

Into your head, out of your mind

Haven't felt

Thoughts can't remain, a numb kind of pain

Seeps through

Everyday you drag out the face (out the face)

Tie the ties, brush the lies

You know you can't prop the ceiling

Filling up, drooping down to the floor

Into your head, out of your mind

Haven't felt before

Thoughts can't remain, a numb kind of pain

Never see it go

Into your head, out of your mind

Haven't felt before

Thoughts can't remain, a numb kind of pain

Seeped through