In this room, I'm suffocating
Any breath I had is fading
I've forgotten how it feels to be alive
Being free was just a notion
But I've set my hands in motion
And I've got to grab the steering wheel and drive
'Cause I'm getting out of here
To a different atmosphere
Where the clouds may wait for the brightness of the sun
And the sky goes gold for a [?], shining over me
In this room, I'm suffocating
Any breath I had is fading
I've forgotten how it feels to be alive
Being free was just a notion
But I've set my hands in motion
And I've got to grab the steering wheel and drive
'Cause I'm getting out of here
To a different atmosphere
Where the clouds may wait for the brightness of the sun
And the sky goes gold for a [?], shining over me
'Cause I'm getting out of here
To a different atmosphere
Where the clouds may wait for the brightness of the sun
And the sky goes gold for a [?], shining over me
