Fell off a 2 foot story building, I saw everyone surround me
Like the pain was theres to envy, I know that I'm cold
Couldn't see what I was thinking, my brain couldn't catch the landing
Thanked god that it was raining so the gloom could help preserve my soul
On the job I should be working, from next door I felt them looking
Little help now from the city, created me a clone
