Cold hands, skin and bone I need control, confused soul My heart is relieved by the thought of Dying young You look right through me If I'm lucky I'll haunt your dreams Time may be running out for me Oh, can't you see? I'm starving, but I don't let myself lose control Fading soul Another way to cope with everyday But this time I've gone too far You look right through me If I'm lucky I'll haunt your dreams Time may be running out for me Oh, can't you see? If I let this go, would I lose control? If I let this go, I don't want to know...