Are we ever stable, levelled out
What the hell is normal
I can't figure it out
We self-medicate to death
And endlessly distract ourselves
Till we forget what it felt like to feel
So what's left
Will you catch me when I'm sober
Will you catch me when I'm drunk
Will you catch me when the fun stops
And I'm just numb
Come down to me
Come down
Come down to my level
Come down to my level-headed me
Will you catch me when I'm flying, so high above
Will you catch me when I'm old and washed up
And had enough
I'm bored of crying, saying I'll stop
I'm bored of trying to feel alive
By flying high above
Then falling low
Down below, and back to ground zero
Come down to me
Come down
Come down to my level
Come down to my level
Come down to my level-headed me
Come down to my level
Come down to my level-headed me
Whatever that means
