I Don't Feel Very Receptive Today

This door has been shut for days, and it's all too familiar

Can't I just crack a window? Can't I just shake it off?

I'm sure I've tasted this before, before, before

I'm sure I've tasted this before

Everything is out of reach and I just want to see outside

The air, the air has been getting thin

I feel like cutting it open tonight, tonight, yeah

And falling on the floor

There's nothing left unused in here

There's nothing left to say

I haven't talked in days

And I'm really not too sure what I sound like anymore

My vision has gone

And my mouth is full, is full of sores

I feel like dripping it dry tonight, yeah

For over and over again

It's time, it's time to open up the door, the door