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