You kiss my scars, down the center of my left wrist Never knew how much I needed it
I see stars, the good kind, not the kind that I saw when I was three feet under
The reaper got my number
You're my deep end
Keep me breathing
I held on with glue
The only thing keeping me out of the grave is you
Here comes a crisis
Cross out my eyelids
Buried alive, it's true
The only thing keeping me out of the grave is you
My dreams are violent
Feels like my mind splits
Barely alive, it's true
The only thing keeping out of the grave is you
Everybody else can go to Hell
I don't care what they say
They can shut their fing mouths, yeah
Oh, they signal show and tell, yeah
The shlt that I can't help
But I feel better when my lips on your mouth
Let me keep 'em on your mouth 'cause
You're my deep end
Keep me breathing
I held on with glue
The only thing keeping me out of the grave is you
Here comes a crisis
Cross out my eyelids
Buried alive, it's true
The only thing keeping me out of the grave is you
My dreams are violent
Feels like my mind splits
Barely alive, it's true
The only thing keeping out of the grave is you
The only thing keeping out of the grave is you
The only thing keeping out of the grave is you