Im not going down that road again. You will drown by your self again.
In your ocean of made up lies. Rising water slowly shuts your eyes.
The waves are coming in. They washing you away. They leaving you astray.
I can be your anchor no more
Im not going down that road again. You will drown in the crimson rain.
A flooded soul, a cold embrace. Davy Joness locker till the end of days.
The waves are coming in. They washing you away. They leaving you astray.
Im so sorry cause im not sorry
The waves are coming in. They washing you away. They leaving you astray.
get lost,
get the fuck away!
