I can’t recover
Are we lost in the darkness trying to recall?
Our memories are faded
Our last summer made us fall
Our last summer made us fall
I guess you’re giving up this survival thing
And it creaps me out
Is there anyone around?
I’m freaking out and losing control
I need to be found
Razors are taking your place
I’m dying for your satisfaction
This is the end of the line
But still I can’t feel fine
Still I can’t feel fine
I guess you’re giving up this survival thing
And it creaps me out
Is there anyone around?
I’m freaking out and losing control
I need to be found
Are you going to ignore the fact
That I’m bleeding on the floor?
I guess were giving up this survival thing
And it creaps me out
Is there anyone around?
I’m freaking out and losing control
We need to be found