Breeding your concern
Bleeding out in turn
Holding you to it
Leaning on you always
I've missed the end again
I must have turned it off
I've tried again a thousand times
But I've hit the bottom
I've missed the end again
I must have turned it off
I've tried again a thousand times
But I've hit the bottom
A passing glimpse of light
You were my sleepless nights
A ringing in my ear
That never seems to end
