Observer

I'm an observer from the window pane
Stuck in this melancholy seat
What's here to keep me sane?
This seems to be a gargantuan feet

Run girl, run; get out of this town
Shadows of the past creep in nice and slow
My lips part and turn into a frown
Why am I living in this agony the gods have bestowed?

Dress me up, but I'm still down
Asking myself why I am still here
Put on some make up, but still look like a clown
Sleepless nights, because all I have is fear

Homesick for who I use to be
I can't bear to hear anymore cacophony
Let the judge and jury hear my plea
But I'm warning you, you won't be able to stand me