Text: Skillet. Collide. Cycle Down.

Crashing, covered with debris, dwelling in my own pity
Cry like I have not, dig like I had not
I start to claw, gotta get outta here
I've got to, gotta get out

I am, I am, I am on a higher ground
You are, you are my cure from the cycle down
I am, I am, I am on a higher ground
You are, you are my cure from the cycle down

Sinking in a sea of self-deception never sold so well
Regret like I have not, pain like I don't want
I start to claw, gotta get outta here
I've got to, gotta get out

I am, I am, I am on a higher ground
You are, you are my cure from the cycle down
I am, I am, I am on a higher ground
You are, you are my cure from the cycle down, down, down, down

I'm so cold and I wonder
How'd I make it this long without you?
Pull me out, out from under
On the cycle back to you

I am, I am, I am on a higher ground
You are, you are my cure from the cycle down
I am, I am, I am on a higher ground
You are, you are my cure from the cycle down, down, down, down