Ordinary Me

Why breathe one more time? My lips pressed to the sky. I 
see it fall, come crashing down on my head and I am scared 
tonight.
Why'd it have to be, ordinary me? I've been chosen to lift 
the world on my back (weighted down).
Still grasping, for footing. A stepping stone to lift 
ourselves up, above this. We are searching for the cure 
tonight.
Why'd it have to be, ordinary me? I've been chosen to lift 
the world on my back (weighted down).
I wish that we, would never ever see. The end of days like 
these, now I know I'm in love