Panic sets innThe room just spinsnHere it comes again...nnSlipping through my fingers out of my reachnNothing is picture perfectnBuried under the rocks of a landscapenNothing here is picture perfectnSlipping through your fingersnIt's out of your handsnnBleednHolding on gets harder and hardernGiving up gets harder and hardern(Release)nThe tension corrupts directionnI've lost controlnnSlipping through your fingers, it's out of my graspnNothing here is ever perfectnCrippled by the weight of the downfallnNothing here is realnnKeep controlnnA lifetime of open woundsnCompletely incompletennBleednHolding on gets harder and hardernGiving up gets harder and hardern(Release)nThe tension corrupts directionnI've lost controlnnJust keep on tighter and tighter, and keep controlnJust hold on tighter and tighter, just hold me still