When I fall on the floor, begging on my knees, I cry please,
Somebody, please, save me.  My life is in your sight, out of my own fright, 
and here comes the night. 


The meltdown is coming, (coming), pulling me under, (under).
I cannot breathe, (cannot breathe), cannot feel, (cannot feel).
Hold me now, (hold me now); this pain is just too real.


I’m in the meltdown, meltdown, twisting and pulling, pulling. In a war with 
these images, they keep me in the mire. (I’m so on fire, yet fading away).


The meltdown is coming, (coming), pulling me under, (under).
I cannot breathe, (cannot breathe), cannot feel, (cannot feel).
Hold me now, (hold me now); this pain is just too real.


Save me from the flames, take my hand and pull me into a new day, (new day). My 
love, take me away, (away from this place). (The meltdown is coming, and it wants 
to stay).


The meltdown is coming, (coming), pulling me under, (under).
I cannot breathe, (cannot breathe), cannot feel, (cannot feel).
Hold me now, (hold me now); this pain is just too real.


The meltdown, I fall,
The meltdown, I crawl.
The meltdown, meltdown, I’m going, going, (GONE)…




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