Is it possible for me, always hiding in my wooden closet?Almost be suffocated, can anyone help me, surviving all of this?The fire is spreading whilst I'm standing where I was just waiting for the fire to burn me to ashLike I'm just planting myself down with no one around me, between the cars collidingCollidingIs it possible for me, oh it's doging in my rental carNothing but music help me pass through the internet and interpersonal mistreatsThe flood is rushing towards like I'm a person and each other couldn't love someone straighterI look up at the sky, there is no clouds, no high and I'm the only one by my sideI'm fightingOhOhOhIs it possible for me, oh it's hiding in my wooden closet
