Everyway out has got to be like the sky falling inCrushing heavy blue milesEveryway out has got to be just like a sky falling inCrushing heavy blue milesWay down here, way down hereWay down here, way down hereEveryway out has got to be like the sky falling inCrushing heavy blue milesFear, she tastes of passion, intoxicateShe takes the high road and motivatesLove made me ill with lust, ohLove made me ill with lust, ohEveryway out has got to be just like a sky falling inCrushing heavy blue milesFear, she tastes of passion, intoxicateShe takes the high road and motivatesIt’s ok, it’s okI’m not ok, I’m not okDrowning, Flying, afraid of dying aloneGhosts and spiders, clowns waving guns and looking downHigh wires, empty bags, fireDoctors can’t heal it when temptations so loud you giveSad Little words I know they know I know, OhIt blinds complete, then worlds fall, give off zero lightFear, she tastes of passion, intoxicateShe takes the high road and motivatesIt’s ok, it’s okI’m not ok, I’m not okEveryway out has got to be just like a sky falling inCrushing heavy blue milesLove made me ill with lust, ohWay down here, like ash and dustEveryway out has got to be like the sky falling inCrushing heavy blue milesLove made me Ill with lust, oh