Cults Recovery
Drifting through the silence
Searching for guarantees
Out of view, but not too far out of reach
Closer to scratching at the surface
You [?] sink
And that's not as easy as you think
Easy on mistakes, but no one runs to chase recovery
Easy on mistakes, but cannot get on back to recover my mind
And it's you, and you know, it's in front of me
And it's you, and you know, it's recovery
Torn in two, will you cross your fingers
And try to see from my point of view? Come too, undo
Cross your fingers and try to see things my way
Don't stop to stare at your reflection
There's no time to sit around and critique
Do you see me bending over backwards?
To stop [?] I sink
I've been trying, baby, all the fuss
Take your time and know that everything is fine
Stop your crying near me, it's not your [?]
Take your time and know that everything is fine
Easy on mistakes, but no one runs to chase recovery
Easy on mistakes, but cannot get on back to recover my mind
And it's you, and you know, it's in front of me
And it's you, and you know, it's recovery
