It's been days since I've been up
My apartment had me stuck
Binged TV shows and old messages
When everything was fine
What keeps me breathing
What keeps me alive in all the mess
You slip away in the crowd, turn to grey
It haunts me down in my bad dreams
I keep staring at the ceiling
My mind's in a free fall
And I somehow hope for healing
In the pattern of the wall
What keeps me breathing
What keeps me alive
You slip away in the crowd, turn to grey
It haunts me down in my bad dreams
From staying here at night to losing every sight
It haunts me down in my bad dreams
I've been there before
But who is going to lift me up if not you?
If not you?