Second Sickness

Let's pick up where you left me
Said i promise, don't hold that against me
If you do, let me go
Somewhat protected
I knew i was wrong and self - injected. caught up in my painful lies
Could you pull me out of this mess?
After all this life is a complete mess
Borrow a slow moving conversation
Carry it into another room
No it's yours, no it's mine
Lets carry it on
Could we carry our own lives on?