Oh god here it comes again
   here's the memory that'll
   just break my back
   and when I figured it out
   I thought I'd get by
   here it comes, it'll
   blacken the sun
   it'll bury me alive
  
   save me from myself
   turn around, throw it all away
   turn around 'til it all
   breaks away
   to the fields of falling angels
  
   best friends what we used to say
   all this time it feels
   like yesterday
   remembering when we said goodbye
   still I doubt I'll ever
   figure out why
  
   save me from myself
   turn around. throw it all away
   turn around 'til it all
   breaks down
   to the fields of falling angels
  
   if I die before
   wake
   it'll never end the sorrow
  
   save me from myself