Staring at the Ground Video (MV)

These little issues
These houses made of glass
They don't last long
And I'm afraid to ask
A simple question
About dying in the dirt
I think I know the answer
And I think It's gonna hurt
I know you've seen me
I'm all about the taste
You only need excuses
When your reasons go to waste
So turn around
Save yourself the mess
Keep on killing questions
We both know you're the best

Yeah, up here in the sky
The irony's profound
What's the point of flying when you're staring at the ground
You need a victim
I need a pair of wings
I'm begging for a coin and you're living like a king

I got a thorn
Digging in my side
I've never known the secret
Successful people hide
They're way up there
I'm down here on the coals
I've never been too good at
Achieving bigger goals
Sell me solutions
Somebody needs to talk
My heart's not made for melting
It's harder than a rock
This waiting room
It just needs thicker walls
There's always time for mercy
When the other shoe falls

Yeah, up here in the sky
The irony's profound
What's the point of flying when you're staring at the ground
You need a victim
I need a pair of wings
I'm begging for a coin and you're living like a king

The perfect weapon
It doesn't kill your foe
It leaves him with the guilt
Of losing self-control
Just burn that image
Into his rotting pride
He'll make damn sure he listens
Next time he hops a ride
You know the feeling
All disgusting and dull
A million angry atoms
Exploding in your skull
So I say thank you
You could have called the law
There's never any tension
Once the nerves are eaten raw

Yeah, up here in the sky
The irony's profound
What's the point of flying when you're staring at the ground
You need a victim
I need a pair of wings
I'm begging for a coin and you're living like a king
You know that magic
Don't happen every day
Most people take pride
In the characters they play
Give me a chance
I'm dying for the sound
Of angels taking bets
On who's been staring at the ground