hyper-ballad

we live on a mountain, right at the top, there's a beautiful view from the top of the mountain, every morning i walk towards the edge, and throw little things off, like car parts, bottles and cutlery, or whatever i find lying around, it's become a habit, a way to start the day, i go through all this, before you wake me up, so i can feel happier, to be safe up here with you, i go through all this, before you wake me up, so i can feel happier, to be safe up here with you, it's real early morning, no one is awake, i'm back at my cliff, still throwing things off, i listen to the sounds they make, on their way down, i follow with my eyes 'til they crash, imagine what my body would sound like, slamming against those rocks, when it lands, will my eyes be closed or openqw, i go through all this, before you wake me up, so i can feel happier, to be safe up here with you, i go through all this, before you wake me up, so i can feel happier, to be safe up here with you, i go through all this, before you wake me up, so i can feel happier, to be safe up here with you