Whatever The Case May Be - Nasa

All I do is talk with digits

And plastic buttons

(They stare right back at me)

But when the chance to

Live finally shows it self

I shut down

There’s a cloud in my head telling me to be quiet

A desperate struggle

These forces tear my head apart

This black hole sucks all the joy I fantasise about through tunnels I can’t run

down

I’ve become a numb shell

Too scared to create a thing

I’ve fallen down, down, down again

I’ve become a numb shell

Too scared to create a thing

Bye bye baby I’m going away

You say it’s real

What am I meant to think?

It’s like a cage wrapped around my brain

You seem to have the key

Tucked away beneath the seams

Walk away he said

«You've had enough, alright!

Stop starting through the window

Pick up your feet again

Open up your eyes, and take a breath

Oh breathe it in!»

Youll be fine they say

But what do they know?

I’ve kept it all so hidden inside

You couldn’t even find me oh, if you tried

I’ve become a numb shell

Too scared to create a thing

I’ve fallen down, down, down again

I’ve become a numb shell

Too scared to create a thing

Bye bye baby I’m going away

It’s all these shadows around me

I can’t take this, uncertainty