Downside of Observation

May I question you?
I get this feeling in my chest
Everytime I look at you

I feel so weak, in your eyes
The wind could blow me away
And speakin of, not to assume,
but in your eyes I'm already GONE
I'M GONE

(chorus)Just slap me in the face
Cuz it feels better than the
KNIFE TWISTED IN MY BACK
TWISTED IN MY BACK

Observation, I see you
I bring you into the light
Exposing you for who you really are
And I still feel, so weak
I wish that the wind would
Come in and just...
just BLOW ME AWAY