[Verse 1: London Samuels]
I never ever really what's under that impression
My obsession is cost me the most
And I keep it close to the edge
And I keep it close to the edge
Death gotta my knife but I got some things and I got the [?] that I got to say
Be right back gotta quarter to two
A boy in the moon
Conversations keep me on all night long
You keep me alive

[Chourus: Killstation]
I, I, I, I...
Keep me a-, keep me a-, keep me alive
Keep me a-, keep me a-, keep me alive
Keep me a-, keep me a-, keep me alive
Keep me a-, keep mе a-, keep me alive
Keep me a-, keep mе a-, keep me alive
Keep me a-, keep me a-, keep me alive
Keep me a-, keep me a-, keep me alive
Keep me a-, keep me a-, keep me alive
Tell me darling
Don't you think this is a rather odd place to discuss a personal matter?
You don't have to shout it out just say it soft and distinctly