Grave Testo

You kiss my scars, down the center of my left wrist
Never knew how much I needed it
I see stars, the good kind, not the kind that I saw when i was three feet under
The reaper got my number

You're my deep end, keep me breathing
Our health, on with glue
The only thing keeping me out of the grave is you

Here comes a crisis Cross out my eyelids
Buried alive, it's true
The only thing keeping out of the grave is you
Our dreams are violent
Feels like I'm high space
Barеly alive, it's true
The only thing keeping out of thе grave is you

Everybody else can go to Hell, I don't care what they say
They can shut their fucking mouths, yeah
Oh, the signal show and tell, yeah, the shit that I can't help, that I feel better when my lips on your mouth
Let me keep 'em on your mouth 'cause

You're my deep end, keep me breathing
Our health, on with glue
The only thing keeping me out of the grave is you

Here comes a crisis
Cross out my eyelids
Buried alive, it's true The only thing keeping out of the grave is you
Our dreams are violent
Feels like I'm high space
Barely alive, it's true
The only thing keeping out of the grave is you

Ah, ah, ah-ha, ah, ah, ah
The only thing keeping out of the grave is you
Ah, ah, ah-ha, ah, ah, ah
The only thing keeping out of the grave is you