Play Dead

Fresh air, let the sun kiss your face It's not fair, I'm falling out of grace So please don't stare I wanna get back to where we used to be But that's nowhere Take a look on the bright side, never mind Some days I wanna drop but I'm pulling through We could poison ourselves while we're killing time I've got so many things I don't wanna do You can trick yourself if it helps you sleep And we can all play dead for the rest of the week Heaven only knows if we'll make it that far Heaven only knows if we'll make it that far