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