| On an island out in the sea
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| I wouldn’t care what they think of me
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| But in this crowded room, I believe
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| That I’m seconds from insanity
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| 'Cause her eyes just rip me all apart
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| And my temperamental mind decides that I’m the enemy
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| Welcome to oblivion
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| Where panic starts to settle in
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| Welcome to oblivion
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| Oh, I think I’m losing it
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| So many voices, I can’t even sleep
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| Typical late night company
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| They ask questions about my life
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| «Where is it going?
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| Who am I?»
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| And those voices rip me all apart
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| I need medicine to quiet and to survive it
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| Welcome to oblivion
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| Where panic starts to settle in
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| And I’m afraid of everything
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| Oh, I think I’m losing it
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| Welcome to oblivion
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| Where I can’t stand who I am
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| And I’m afraid of everything
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| Oh, I lost my head again
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| Then I met you
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| You were standing all alone 'cause you felt it too
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| The world has broken you down
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| You and me, we’re gonna make it through
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| 'Cause now we know there’s people like us
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| As I fall apart inside
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| All of my thoughts collide
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| And that’s no way to live a life
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| Oh, I think I’m losing it
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| Welcome to oblivion
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| I gotta get off the medicine
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| 'Cause I can’t stand who I am
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| Oh, I lost my head again
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| Welcome to oblivion
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| Where panic starts to settle in
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| And I’m afraid of everything
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| Oh, I lost my head again |