White Lights by The Lips
My palms are sweaty, my head feels like it's gone,
So it's safe to say my temperature's rising.
With thoughts of suicide and feeling always wrong,
I think it's safe to say I know that I'm dying.
Then you tell me to wake up, but I've already seen white lights.
You tell me to wake up, but I've already ended my life.
Politicians everywhere, in my hair, in my hair,
Telling everyone you're lying.
Circus seal, circus seals, everywhere, they help me heal.
Tell mom and dad that I'm trying.
Down, down, down.
I'm falling in a hole down.