Disaster - Frisbie

Woke up dead

Hearing your voice inside my throat

Watching the movies in my head

I wanna walk out

I wanna climb down instead

Into the night that spit me up

Here in your room without a door

Staring into your perfect face

You’re a survivor

A bitter reminder I can taste

Catch it before it hits the floor

What if there’s no answer

Would you try to get it right anyway

What kind of disaster

Would it take to make you see that it’s over

You can’t stay

Prisoner of your own design

Freedom be done and on your way

Cause you wanna find out

If you can grind down the day

Into the dust you leave behind

You don’t wanna stay

You just wait out and see what comes in with the tide

That’s when I throw down

Into the cold ground

Turn it inside out and open wide