And you can't see yourself in the mirror anymore
And you're alone and green and cold as the sea
And if you go down, I will follow you underground

And you can't close your eyes anymore
And you can't dream
Just because you fucked up doesn't mean it's okay
To stand around, pulling down the roof with your hands
Hoping nobody notices
But if you go far, I will fill your mouth with the sour taste

And you can't hear yourself anymore
And you can't sing...

What makes you think I won't ridicule you?
What makes you think I'll avoid you?
What makes you think I'll steal your fingerprints?
What makes you think I will forget this?
What makes you think I won't hurt you?
What makes you think I won't cut you?

And you just bleed for eternal time
And we will confess like a sea, compressed
You need me
And if you go far, I will fill your mouth with the sour taste
And if you rile, I will meet you there on a higher plane
And if you go down, I will bury you underground