grave

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
Our health on with glue
The only thing keeping me out of the grave is you

Here comes a crisis
Cross out my eyelids
Barely 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 me out of the grave is you

Everybody else can go to Hell, I don't care what they say
They can shut their fucking mouths, yeah
Oh, the signal show and tell, yeah, the shit 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
Our health on with glue
The only thing keeping me out of the grave is you

Here comes a crisis
Cross out my eyelids
Barely 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 me out of the grave is you

The only thing keeping me out of the grave is you
The only thing keeping me out of the grave is you