Amaranthine We're not alive We tell ourselves Hands cold on the vein down to check the pulse We sing along to the static street So drugged out like a ghost that radiates in black
What is this coming out of me? Please save us from ourselves!
Another round We have to get the fix, 'cause I got what I came for and I'm done with you We sing along to the static street So drugged out like a ghost that radiates in black
What is this coming out of me? Please save us from ourselves!
I'm not alive. I'll never die I've washed my hands with sharper knives, but what is this coming out of me? If you can hear, please save us from ourselves Please save us from ourselves!
It's only a matter of time before we're all alone Just tell me this one time that this is the end and I'll be done