Are we ever stable, levelled out What the hell is normal I can't figure it out We self-medicate to death And endlessly distract ourselves Till we forget what it felt like to feel So what's left Will you catch me when I'm sober Will you catch me when I'm drunk Will you catch me when the fun stops And I'm just numb Come down to me Come down Come down to my level Come down to my level-headed me Will you catch me when I'm flying, so high above Will you catch me when I'm old and washed up And had enough I'm bored of crying, saying I'll stop I'm bored of trying to feel alive By flying high above Then falling low Down below, and back to ground zero Come down to me Come down Come down to my level Come down to my level Come down to my level-headed me Come down to my level Come down to my level-headed me Whatever that means