No Oxygen

Thinking up the ways in which I die Will I go out in flames or in somebody's arms? I need some medicine, some place to hide away Crystal clear and bright, need no oxygen To the tune of my own drums I relent Was always so secure in my own skin I'll stick to what I know And blame the world when all goes wrong I can't lie, my past is killing me Build my walls real high so I can't climb over Please just let me down slow I'll return the favor when you're gone Will I ever stop myself from thinking? When the curtain's drawn there's not much else to say Even as the minute hand strikes past nine Let it go Too much, too soon, too afraid Take this gun off my hands, I don't want it Would rather leave my body when I'm not looking One quick tap on my head And it won't matter if I can't stop thinking