Strange hands, taking my wrist again
Somehow, I'm still alone.
Voices, shaking my steps again
I, follow.

I'm a, little bit on the edge,
Hold up, hand out of reach.
I can't, hear much of what you [bad word] for me.

Don't let me tumble away,
Into the throws of the shadowy bay,
I cling to the rock, and it's [bad word] off,
Toss me a heavy rope,
It's a slippery [bad word] bail me out of this God-forsaken [bad word] bail me out of this God-forsaken precipice

Turned up, in this old place again
Can't seem, to get away
Take me back to my element
I'm afraid.

Don't let me tumble away,
Into the throws of the shadowy bay,
I cling to the rock, and it's [bad word] off,
Toss me a heavy rope,
It's a slippery [bad word] bail me out of this God-forsaken [bad word] bail me out of this God-forsaken precipice

Oh I'm not a lost cause,
I'm just stuck in this spot,
And I'm prose to falling off,
So toss me a heavy rope.
It's a slippery [bad word] bail me out of this God-forsaken [bad word] bail me out of this God-forsaken precipice

Don't let me tumble away,
Into the throws of the shadowy bay,
I cling to the rock, and it's [bad word] off,
Toss me a heavy rope,
It's a slippery [bad word] bail me out of this God-forsaken [bad word] bail me out of this God-forsaken precipice