The Means Of ()

We fill our mouths full of dirt with a blank stare through all of it
A weight hangs from the ceiling but it hasn't dropped just yet
Don't you ever wonder about it?

Swinging your feet from my back for this fall down the staircase
I wrapped you up instead
Don't you ever think about that or do you forget about it?

Spinning lights will cover this whole ground
I can't feel for you when you give out
I'm standing up from the street with the sounds blurred from all of this
Why does everything feel so temporary ever since?

I can only blame myself for that
There's your photo hanging up for when I'm feeling down
So I can still see your smile
I miss everything about it
We all think about it

Pry the walls open for this comedown
I can't feel for you if you stop now
I'm looking at you now
The time that you hold
Tell me, have you learned the means of letting go?