Oh God, here it comes  Again  Here's that memory that'll  Just break my back  And when I figured it out  I thought I'd get by  Here it comes, it'll  Blacken the sun  It'll bury me alive  Save me from myself  Turn around, throw it all  Away  Turn around until it all  Breaks down  To the fields of falling  Angels  Best friends what we used  To say  All this time it feels  Like yesterday  Remembering when we said  Goodbye  Still I doubt I'll ever  Figure out why  Save me from myself  Turn around. Throw it all  Away  Turn around 'til it all  Breaks down  To the fields of falling  Angels  If I die before I wake  It'll never end the sorrow  Save me from myself