In the Air

[Verse] Threw up my breakfast Bread mixed with bile Feel a pulling in my stomach Every time you come to mind Pinching at my skin Feeling translucent and thin Less color in my face each day No sleep is eating me away [Chorus] Up in the air I fall to the ground My body hits the cold cement It never makes a sound [Verse] Scratch to the bone An itch deep inside It can’t be satisfied I'm here tomorrow And I’m here today But if I wasn’t It’d still be the same [Chorus] Up in the air I fall to the ground My body hits the cold cement It never makes a sound