Written by: Brandon Syms
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How many days are you afraid of turnin' off...?
You'd be amazed how easy it's been to sleep walk.
I'm in a state where I can't tell what's right from wrong.
I'm making a face that I've been holding for far too long.
I'm on the cross,
I'm on the cross,
There's nothing to hide when all is lost.
I'm on the cross,
I'm on the cross,
A truth or a lie: which could be worse?
Which could be worse? Which could be...?
How many days 'til I can see that I am just fine?
I try and try but I just need a little time.
I haven't slept in one month... things just don't seem okay. (Don't seem okay)
And every time the Sun's up... it's a new yesterday. (New yesterday)
I'm on the cross,
I'm on the cross,
There's nothing to hide when all is lost.
I'm on the cross,
I'm on the cross,
A truth or a lie: which could be worse?
Which could be worse?
Drill the pressure from right out of my head.
Maybe I'm scared,
Maybe I am.
Drill the pressure from right out of my head.
Maybe I'm scared,
Maybe I am.
Weak and paranoid.
I speak, white noise
Pours out from my voice.
Every time I move my lips,
Tears your little ears to bits.
I'm frozen all the time,
Deer in headlights.
I'll get to the point:
Can't depend on love or truth,
To get you through...
Do you want me to explain?
Are you broken at the bone?
Do you try and rearrange a better life, a bigger home?
So turn off the lights,
Or at least unplug the phone.
I'm a threat when I'm left alone.
How many days are you afraid of turnin' off...? Do you feel like letting go?
How many days are you afraid of turnin' off...? Do you feel like letting go?
'Cuz I'm on the cross,
I'm on the cross,
(How many days are you afraid of turnin' off...?)
Nothing to hide when all is lost.
I'm on the cross,
I'm on the cross,
(How many days are you afraid of turnin' off...?)
Truth or a lie, which could be worse?
Which could be worse?
It's been a good life.
I'll be sad to see it go...