Miss May I - End Of Me

Living moments all too quickly. My decisions have always haunted me. Deep in a dream, I was cut wide open, to bleed the evil out of me. Watch the train roll forward, running over the rails like a beast from hell. I feel myself tied to the tracks. Steel and skin, back to back. Will this be the end of me? Will this be the last moment I see? Will this be the end of me? Will this be the last moment I see? It's hard to see clear when you can't find where you belong. So when I lose touch, don't let me forget, I'm still singing the same song. Another cycle passes. Sun rise, sun set, again and again. No slowing down for me. Am I living it up, or dying each day? Will this be the end of me? Will this be the last moment I see? Will this be the end of me? Will this be the last moment I see? It's hard to see clear when you can't find where you belong. So when I lose touch, don't let me forget, I'm still singing the same song. Living moments all too quickly. My decisions have always haunted me. Deep in a dream, I was cut wide open, to bleed the evil out of me.