In this room I can feel
The gravity holding it down
The gravity holding it down
Make some room if things get real
Grab me and turn me around
Grab me and turn me around
In this room I can feel
The gravity holding it down
The gravity holding it down
Make some room and let me heal
Grab me and turn me around
Grab me and turn me around
You can't shake yourself before she does
'Cause frosted glass ceilings are standing the way
And it makes no
Makes no sense, you've become cold mist
That if the clouds parted, the sky would still be grey
The sky would still be grey
In this room I can feel
The gravity holding it down
The gravity holding it down
Make some room if things get real
Grab me and turn me around
Grab me and turn me around
In this room I can feel
The gravity holding it down
The gravity holding it down
Make some room and let me heal
Grab me and turn me around
Grab me and turn me around
