Bring Me The Horizon feat. Halsey - Another bad dream

Breathe, cold, another bad dream
Got mud on my face, but I can't get clean
Feel, hope, but I rip at the seems
If I can't get you away from me
Taking showers every hour and I choke on steam
Writing on the mirrors and the space between
Oh, so tall, it broke the fourth wall
Guess our fairy tale had a few plot holes