Crawling up a stone wall   Wind blew he flew into a free fall   Then he caught himself again   On the way down and he disappeared behind a drainpipe      What if I fell, fifteen stories?   What if my weight wasn't enough to kill me?   What if I were sticky enough to walk the ceiling?      I imagine myself living in the groove   In and out and in between, I need some room to move   But I know I'm to big to fit myself between   The footsteps and concrete      What if I fell, fifteen stories?   What if my weight wasn't enough to kill me?   What if I were sticky enough to walk the ceiling?   Well maybe I could live through this      But I'm afraid of falling   And being trapped underneath   And it's crushing me   I can't shed my skin   It's crushing me   And I'm slipping   And it's crushing me   I can't shed my skin   Well it's crushing me      What if I fell, fifteen stories?   What if my weight wasn't enough to kill me?   What if I were sticky enough to walk the ceiling?   Well maybe I could live through this      What if I fell, fifteen stories?   What if my weight wasn't enough to kill me?   What if I were sticky enough to walk the ceiling?   Well maybe I could live through this      Fifteen stories   And if I landed on my feet   Well maybe I can live through this