Dad, your boy's about to fall. He walks the razor's edge.
He's on the brink of fading out. He's at his bitter end.
Dad, your boy who used to run, you taught him how to crawl.
He left home to find his own, now all he had is gone.

In your eyes I see a darkness that torments you and in your head where it dwells.
I'd give you my hand if you'd reach out and grab it. Let's walk away from this hell.

Mom, your baby's on his way. He'll soon be at your side.
'Cause he's forgotten all he's known. A part of him has died.
Mom may never understand why baby's come and gone.
He left home to find his own, now all he has are lies.

In your eyes I see a darkness that torments you and in your head where it dwells.
I'd give you my hand if you'd reach out and grab it. Let's walk away from this hell.
In your eyes...

In your eyes I see a darkness that torments you and in your head where it dwells.
I'd give you my hand if you'd reach out and grab it. Let's walk away from this hell.