I must be too late,
I loosen up and look at the doors in front of my face
It must be today 
Read the clock with the sticky notes you made.
Im unattended here as a super glued tape decker beats your name.
Im running out of time,
Were running out of time.
I feel like Im climbing to heaven,
and Im locked outside.
I feel like I climbing to heaven, 
and Im locked outside.
I ran all night and day 
only to find that I was running in place.
I cant sleep at night when 
I evaluate conceptions of becoming away.
I tremble in fear scraping the sky with my finger nails.
Ana-lyzing the freeway 
because the light at the end of the tunnel is just another train 
and now we model the word anxiety
and I made it a phrase. 
I pulled my heart off my sleeve and I shipped it away.
I feel like I climbing to heaven, 
and Im locked outside.
I feel like I climbing to heaven, 
and Im locked outside.