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