We cling to each other 
like a child and a mother 
a desperation of separation 
I feel i'm going under 

to the left to the right to the middle 
my head is spinning around 
to the left to the right to the middle 
I am going under ground 
 [bad word] as [bad word] can be 
we're seeking endlessly 
no answers for tomorrow 
we'll drown in our sorrow 

Vanishing horizons 
we leave each other cold 
I am dying on the inside 
no where left to go 
the [bad word] on my skin 
means you held too tight 
the evil that you spoke of 
doesn't make it right 

I know what you're feeling 
I know what you're thinking 
I know what you're doing 
I know what you're feeling 

Vanishing horizons 
we leave each other cold 
I am dying on the inside 
no where left to go 
the [bad word] on my skin 
means you held too tight 
the evil that you spoke of 
doesn't make it right