I’m drowning in my memory bank The twists and turns they haunt me I don’t know what to say now Will you love me in my darkest days? Because I’m at the edge of the line I see you in my dreams And I see you there in the sky If only I knew you were quietly losing your mind You might still be alive I’m losing touch with my own sense Every day I’m spiraling creating such a mess now Will you still hold me when I am a wreck Because I’m at the end of the line I see you in my dreams And I see you there in the sky If only I knew you were quietly losing your mind - You might still be alive Deficient in my regulation My memory back is causing tension I need to find my way back to my mind So I can feel alive