Standing on the beach With the knife in my hand No memory of last night Have i lost it again Tried hard not to fail But the blues got an hold on me A man reaching out to hold my hand I'm falling apart again I lost myself back when The blues turned to red Mouth moving but no words Skin is turning red With my face turned away I'm digging deep Into my damaged goods It's like cutting knives I'm barely holding up I'm just a puppet at your strings I'm falling apart again I lost myself back when The blues turned to red Noises bring a ghost to me Past closing in on me The mirror shows me nothing And nothing is my friend Covered in dirty soil Taking me down this time Staring into my eyes holding my soul I'm falling apart again I lost myself back when The blues turned to red