Stare at the ceiling, made a new friend
With myself
Read the paper, criticize the nature
I really know nothing about
Is it possible to die
From never coming alive
This dormant path
The basement life
Is it possible to die
Without ever coming alive
This vacant path
The basement life
The basement life
No one to catch me, when I keep falling
Down the stairs
It doesn’t make me nervous, knowing I know no one
Who’s ever given a damn
Is it possible to die
From never coming alive
This dormant path
The basement life
Is it possible to die
Without ever coming alive
This vacant path
The basement life
The basement life
Undergound
It’s possible, it’s possible
Underground
It’s possible, it’s possible
That I, will never see the sun
In your eyes, That I
Will never find the one
That’ll make me compromise
But that’s okay
Cause down here I’m the only to please
I’m the only who can make me cry
Underground
It’s possible, it’s possible
Is it possible to die
From never coming alive
This dormant path
The basement life
Is it possible to die
Without ever coming alive
This vacant path
The basement life
The basement life
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