Texty: Bullets And Octane. In The Mouth Of The Young. Bathroom Floor.

A normal day
Began like any other
Without your breath
Breathing down on me
Am I awake
Nothing looks familiar
Where have you gone?far
Still awake
Left you high and dry
Am I to blame
Who is it cooking up your happiness today

Oh lonely eyes
Told a lonely story of
Another day
Your pale white skin
My bathroom floor
Is there any reason to save me
Where have you gone?so long

Still awake
If you?re so high and dry
Then whose to blame
Don?t worry baby
It will all be over some day, today

Time passes, dust will settle
We melt away
Regret it, swear it, say no more

Fall away
Yet all you have to do is find a vein
Who is it cooking up your happiness today?
So easy

I?m still the same
I?m feeling lost and lonely and to blame
Don?t worry baby it will all be over
Some day

Sit and pray
I know it?s hopeless but I still believe
I could be you, you could be me

(Thanks to John for these lyrics)