Текст песни Down Stair

In my brain I can't decide Who I want to live In my brain I can't decide Who I want to die Mother, father please Don't let those thoughts hit you Son and daughter breathe Don't let those thoughts get to you Standing in a hardware store Nails on the wall Could they be in necks Oh isn't that so harmful Mother, father please Don't let those thoughts get to you Son and daughter breathe Don't let those thoughts get to you Can we all just see When the willing do fall through? Can we just now see When those thoughts they get to you?