The Security of the Familiar, the Tranquility of Repetition

He walks alone, the streets deserted He steps on every crack He makes and home and no one's waiting to welcome him back Who is the man in the mirror? He wonders as he stares in the eyes of a stranger He's looking for a way to make it through the day To say the worst is over, no need to be afraid He screams out Someone save me from myself Drag me from the gates of hell 'Cause I'm hanging by a thread And I'm getting closer to falling off the edge And he screams out Someone save me from myself Someone save me from myself He counts the tiles on the ceiling And everything fades to black He knows he'll never have the feeling to take a step back The voice in his head's getting louder His skin is crawling He runs both his hands through the water There's got to be a way to make it through the day To say the worst is over, no need to be afraid He screams out Someone save me from myself Drag me from the gates of hell 'Cause I'm hanging by a thread And I'm getting closer to falling off the edge The freaks are coming after me tonight They capture me and guide me towards the light Who is the man in the mirror? The voice in his head's getting louder He screams out Someone save me from myself Drag me from the gates of hell 'Cause I'm hanging by a thread And I'm getting closer to falling off the edge He screams out Someone save me from myself Someone save me from myself Someone save me from myself