Passing Through -

Code red in my head

Out of control

‘Cause nothing’s making sense

I keep telling myself

I keep telling myself

I keep telling myself

I’m just passing through

Nothing’s known, what to feel, what to say

There’s no ground, floating down, falling fast

Sinking in this haze

I’ve got nothing to grip

So hard to believe

I won’t give up the thought

That I’m just passing through

Just passing through

Just passing through

Just passing

Just passing

I’m just passing through

I want to feel the ground

I wish I knew where it was

I need to see something real

And I want to know

How do I get past?

How do I get past myself?

I’m just passing through