White walls, empty halls.
A fear of the falls.
Adrenaline high, cocaine low.
Ice cold rain, pure white snow.
Fear of staying, fear of going.
Fear of knowing, fear of closing one's eyes and playing the game.
Chill and take another pill, relaxing and being oblivious to another day.
Just to open you eyes and open you mouth to say.
The white walls.... Again, for another day.
