We said this was “the last time”, over and over again (Blind eyes) The closer I get is the further I feel (Hands tied) And I’m losing losing my grip on remembering what’s real 'Cause our synthetic love is all that we know My head is a mess, And it’s going to

I'll tell you about it some time, the time we left I'll still destroy you some day, sleep well beast, you as well beast We've been stuck out here in the hallway for way way too long I'm at a loss, I'm at a loss I'm losing losing grip, the fabric's ripped Go

Still the same tempting voice in my mind Losing Losing grip on it all (losing grip on it all) Carry on through the endless lies 'Cause I can't see a reason why Falling gradually, endlessly the perfect disease Everyone's a winner but you're down on your knees