The angle of borrowed time
In the wake of asking what's mine
To scared to understand
That if you think you can you can
And defences trickle down
And your smile is in a puddle on the ground
Its fear its pain it's blaming everyone you name
Its the crush its the squeeze
Its the feeling that brings you to your knees
Can't you see it's me being me
A tale of any withdraw
Where belief and love are torn
You are yourself you see
You are all you need to be
Its fear its pain it's blaming everyone you name
Its the crush its the squeeze
Its the feeling that brings you to your knees
Can't you see it's me being me
Can't you be like me
A closed book too
Where you don't feel the squeeze you feel free
Walking down the street
It's me being me
