What's it like to be on the inside
What's it like to always be occupied
How can you go up
and talk so easily
Why can't you ever just talk to me?
Curse my soul for what it gives
What's it like to be so confident
What's it like to never care
about what others think
How could you leave
before you even knew
Why couldn't you let me unfreeze for longer?
Curse my soul for what it never gives
