My tears are cutting through this page like Razor blades comming from my cheeks And i cant speak but they they do it for me Well i swim in the ocean of other divotian And i can only hope u swim too Even though the waters are deep All the clouds are rolling through oh ohh
I can feel the wind its pushing me And i can feel that i am sinkind slowly And as i lose control i know ill never stop Holding on on
Call it a blessing call it a curst call it how u wil There is somethin worse than persistanses but i am searching still See there i go again refusing to give in To the possibility of losing my abillity to think Or to hide but here i am opened wide take a look and make it fast one quick look at beter last because
I can feel the wind and its pushing me And i can feel that i am sinkind slowly And as i lose control i know ill never stop Holding on on