I predicted a terrible end before obvious glances and mess growing Like self awareness Adrift again I'll soak the trouble off of your hands, just to unearth the lot of it When I go down, I will grasp this Whisper to the [?] like we're truest friends Give the little life I have to them A swift shot of reality smolders more than anything Cleanses changes [?] the [?] I lose my sense of danger When the bottles base reaches my hand I'll lose it I lose my sense of danger When the bottles base reaches my hand I lose it I lose my sense of danger When the bottles base reaches my hand I lose it I'll soak the trouble off of your hands, just to unearth the lot of it When I go down, I will grasp this Whisper to the [?] like we're truest friends Give the little life I have to them Adrift Again