Tekster: Yellowcard. Paper Walls. Cut Me, Mick.

:
I can't keep this together,
And I might lose this year.
I can't get through December,
And you know all my fears.

Someplace, somewhere behind me,
I walked right through the truth.
Truth is that you're the one thing,
That always pulls me through.

This troubled life I choose..

You are the one that I need,
You know that I can still bleed.
Bring me back to life..
Bring me back to life..
You let me down from my cloud,
You keep my feet on the ground.
Bring me back to life..
Bring me back to life..

When I thought that I might,
Be invincible.
It wasn't long before I,
Was invisible.

To your eyes and I swear,
There's nothing left in here.
And the more you say you don't care,
The more I know you're there.

You are the one that I need,
You know that I can still bleed.
Bring me back to life..
Bring me back to life..
You let me down from my cloud,
You keep my feet on the ground.
Bring me back to life..
Bring me back to life..

I can't keep this together..
(you are the one that I need..)
I can't stay sick forever..
(you know that I can still bleed..)
I can't stop this disaster..
(you bring me down from my cloud..)
I can't fall any faster..

You are the one that I need,
You know that I can still bleed.
Bring me back to life..
Bring me back to life..

You are the one that I need,
You know that I can still bleed.
Bring me back to life..
Bring me back to life..
You let me down from my cloud,
You keep my feet on the ground.
Bring me back to life..
Bring me back to life..

You are the one that I need..
You know that I can still bleed..
You let me down from my cloud..
You keep my feet on the ground..