Lyrics
[Intro] [Verse 1] Magazines from '04 Piled up to my right Fluorescent bulbs above me Bringing in the light Scuff marks from my boot heels Rubbing on the steel This air feels high and dry My certainty is real [Chorus] I feel the wound before the blow! The second arrow's here! It ain’t an 'if', know that I know I’m paralyzed by fear! Paying tax before the sale Mourning what's almost gone Dread's the check inside the mail That I've already drawn! [Verse 2] Girl chewing on a Bic pen The cap is crushed and white Watch says a quarter past ten I gotta just sit tight Phone buzzes in my pocket I let it go to black I feel my muscles start to tighten There's no turning back [Chorus] I feel the wound before the blow! The second arrow's here! It ain’t an 'if', know that I know I’m paralyzed by fear! Paying tax before the sale Mourning what's almost gone Dread's the check inside the mail That I've already drawn! [Bridge] Logic says to keep my cool To breathe in deep and slow Am I just a patient fool With nowhere else to go These ceiling tiles blur This clipboard's heavy weight I shouldn't be concerned Gotta go accept my fate [Guitar Solo] [Outro] The door begins to swing My nurse is in the frame I don't hear a single thing Until she calls my name "Mr. Miller?" Yeah. The doctor will see you now. [End]