Drowning in this life that I lead
Stretched thin, about to rip at the seams
I’ll never be what you want me to be
Only saw what you wanted to see
In the night something brings me to life
Sets me free when I slip to the streets
Trouble in my eyes and demons riding by my side
Memories of you are turning me dead inside
Times up
Turning to dust
Times up
We’re all out of luck
Times up
Turning to dust
Times up
We’re all out of luck
Drowning in this life that I lead
Stretched thin, about to rip at the seams
Drowning in this life that I lead
Stretched thin, about to rip at the seams
About to rip at the seams