i drag you under like you fell a thousand feet, my hands will always pull you down, they're the hands of gravity, i will face the facts, that you won't come back, these cuts are far too deep.
I am everything that you don't need, I am everything that you don't need.
well a part of me is lost at sea, where the tides are far too strong, and the air i breathe, will suffocate my lungs.
What have i become.
There are questions i always tend to ask myself, why i am who i am, instead of being someone else, and all this time life is a line, we're all queuing up to die, with no answers why. With no answers why.
well a part of me is lost at sea, where the tides are far too strong, and the air i breathe, will suffocate my lungs.
well a part of me is lost at sea, where the tides are far too strong, and the air i breathe, will suffocate my lungs.
What have i become.
What have i become. What have i become. What have i become. What have i become.
and the air i breathe, will suffocate my lungs. well a part of me is lost at sea, where the tides are far too strong, and the air i breathe, will suffocate my lungs.