I’m standing on a building face,
Watching all the traffic below.
What am I doing up here tonight?
What is it I am trying to show?
Yea, you bleed to be real…
You scream to be real…
You fall to be real on this night…
Dancing in the arms of eternity’s scars,
Oh it hurts to be real in this life.
Looking in the mirror is too hard,
No one could like what they see if I don’t.
Why am I pushing myself so far?
Why bother if no one seems to care?
Yea, you run to be real…
You push to be real…
You have to be real tonight…
Twisting in the arms of eternity’s scars,
The tears make you real for this flight.
Arms outstretched as you fly into space,
Wind rushing in your ears as you fall.
Your heart in your throat,
As you scream to the world,
“Now watch me be real tonight!”
Oh you cry to be real…
You fight to be real…
You burn to be real in the light…
Weeping in the arms of eternity’s scars,
Escaping your chains feels so right.
Eyes in the mirror mock your scars,
How could you succeed if they can’t?
Hate filled whispers echo in your mind,
“You can’t be good enough.”
Glass shatters as you erase their mocking gaze,
Blood drips from your fists as glass scatters.
And the open window beckons with freedom.
Icy air floods your lungs as you jump for your life,
This world breaks apart as you hit the ground.
Oh you break to be real…
You ache to be real…
You open your wings on this night…
Dying in the arms of eternity’s scars,
Your heart explodes to be real tonight.