Maybe I'll just be fucked up forever Should have figured myself out by now And I don't want to tear myself open, no But it's hard to care when you bleed out
So won't you break me down, break me down Make me get better I confess: I'm a mess, some kind of error Well maybe I was destined to disappear
We're just a room full of strangers Looking for something to save us Alone together, we're dying to live And we're living to die Dying to live, living to die We're just a room full of strangers
Well I guess my guardian angel missed the memo 'Cause we're walking on razors again And we swore to God we'd never let this happen, no We've dragged ourselves through hell And we'll be damned if we go back
Break me down, break me down Make me get better I confess: I'm a mess, some kind of error Well maybe I was destined to disappear
We're just a room full of strangers Looking for something to save us Alone together, we're dying to live And we're living to die Dying to live, living to die
It never stops Can't erase this So cross out my eyes, tear the pages 'Cause you and I, we're just dying to live And we're living to die Dying to live, living to die It never stops, it don't
Where did we go? We're all alone, all alone No place like home Take us back to yesterday Sos Save us from ourselves
We're just a room full of strangers Looking for something to save us Alone together, we're dying to live And we're living to die Dying to live, living to die
It never stops Can't erase this So cross out my eyes, tear the pages 'Cause you and I, we're just dying to live And we're living to die Dying to live, living to die We're just a room- We're just a room- We're just a room full of strangers Strangers
Compositores: David Malia Lee (Lee Malia), Oliver Scott Sykes, Caroline Ailin Buvik Furoeyen (Caroline Furoeyen), Jordan Keith Attwood Fish (Jordon Fish), Michael Tucker (Blood Diamonds) ECAD: Obra #36490605 Fonograma #34151055