Tighten your grip Just hold my fingers and sit for a moment I don't remember the talk But I couldn't balance when we walked I was begging for help, as if it's somebody else's problem Memories incomplete Recall the way you looked at me One doesn't work, turns to eight on the hotel floor Falling over I used to relax, but it doesn't feel good anymore Being sober's Just terrified and crawling out of my skin Can't recognize where the problem begins When one doesn't work, turns to eight on the hotel floor Drown out by regret Drown out by regret The car ride didn't make the cut Some suggestion of movement under my seat Only proof is I woke up Displaced from where I thought I would be Where I would be One doesn't work, turns to eight on the hotel floor Falling over I used to relax, but it doesn't feel good anymore Being sober's Just terrified and crawling out of my skin Can't recognize where the problem begins When one doesn't work, turns to eight on the hotel floor Drowning mistakes I can't face from the night before Hating the taste, but not wanting to think anymore Comes to me like I'm trying to remember a dream Auburn carpet, the sound of a vending machine Cake your eyes with mud and settle Stumble up the stairs like I'm new on my feet Fill your mouth with thorns and swallow Time I couldn't recount, like a scene change, I'll Watch while it lets me offend all the people I love Ashamed every day, I don't know some new evil I've done One doesn't work, turns to eight on the hotel floor Falling over I used to relax, but it doesn't feel good anymore Being sober's Just terrified and crawling out of my skin Can't recognize where the problem begins When one doesn't work, turns to eight on the hotel floor Drowning mistakes I can't face from the night before Hating the taste, but not wanting to think anymore Cake your eyes with mud and settle Comes to me like I'm trying to remember a dream Fill your mouth with thorns and swallow Auburn carpet, the sound of a vending machine Cake your eyes with mud and settle Stumble up the stairs like I'm new on my feet Fill your mouth with thorns and swallow Time I couldn't recount, catching up with me