Downer

Trace me where I'm heading Cover me with broken blankets Show me things that can't be seen Just like my reflections Close the door So that I won't be afraid It's my turn, to be burned on a stick If you'd ask I would've pa*sed, but it's too late It's not my fault It's normal to see people in a different way It's just like a circle Please don't fall Give it the can Open all the windows, so that I won't be afraid