My windows are open, why is this city so loud?
When the chaos is over, what the hell will we do now?
Kickin' and screamin', I just wanna find a way out
My hearts barely beatin', I'm just tryna move through this crowd
I'm so tired of feelin' so weak
I may not be dyin', but it seems to be killin' me
The streets have been cryin', but nobody's hearin' the sound
The voices on TV have drawn a line straight through this town
This dirt-covered ceilin' can't hear you when you're underground
Your pain, I can feel it, I wish I could just tune it out
I'm so tired of feelin' so weak
My body's exhausted, but my mind can't fall back asleep
I hide from sickness I can't see
I may not be dyin', but this year's has been the death of me
I may not be dyin', but this year's been the death of me
