Climbing Up The Walls - Chris Cornell

I keep seeing your face when my eyes are closed

I’m remembering how it used to go

All the medicated, nearly comatose

A bullet out of your head, is it on that road?

So much in your mind when you kill more than time

You’re sinking so low, thinking you will be high

Biting your lip while you’re losing your mind

Alone God knows

You’re climbing up the walls, the walls, the walls

You’re climbing up the walls, the walls, the walls

You’re just climbing up the walls, the walls, the walls

You’re climbing up the walls, the walls, the walls

Now you’re reaching that age where you should know

How to figure it out out all on your own

On the far side of town is a room you love

Started tearing it down to get you to follow

So much in your mind when you kill more than time

You’re sinking so low, thinking you will be high

Biting your lip while you’re losing your mind

Alone God knows

You’re climbing up the walls, the walls, the walls

You’re climbing up the walls, the walls, the walls

You’re just climbing up the walls, the walls, the walls

You’re climbing up the walls, the walls, the walls

You’re climbing up the walls, the walls, the walls

You’re climbing up the walls, the walls, the walls

You’re just climbing up the walls, the walls, the walls

You’re climbing up the walls, the walls, the walls

The world won’t rise and ease your crying

If you do nothing, if you do nothing

The world won’t try to change your mind

If you don’t change at all

The world won’t rise and ease your crying

If you do nothing, if you do nothing

The world won’t try to change your mind

If you don’t change at all

You’re climbing up the walls, the walls, the walls

You’re climbing up the walls, the walls, the walls

You’re just climbing up the walls, the walls, the walls

You’re climbing up the walls, the walls, the walls

You’re climbing up the walls, the walls, the walls

You’re climbing up the walls, the walls, the walls

You’re just climbing up the walls, the walls, the walls

You’re climbing up the walls, the walls, the walls

Drunk, he’s fast asleep

He’s so tired, makes me weep

He stays up all night working on his songs

But then I guess we all do the same thing

He’s sleepy