I Don't Feel Very Receptive Today

This door has been shut for days, and it's all too familiar Can't I just crack a window? Can't I just shake it off? I'm sure I've tasted this before, before, before I'm sure I've tasted this before Everything is out of reach and I just want to see outside The air, the air has been getting thin I feel like cutting it open tonight, tonight, yeah And falling on the floor There's nothing left unused in here There's nothing left to say I haven't talked in days And I'm really not too sure what I sound like anymore My vision has gone And my mouth is full, is full of sores I feel like dripping it dry tonight, yeah For over and over again It's time, it's time to open up the door, the door