歌词
No expectation for salvation
All of my breathes are taken
In the pursuit of survival
We could've had the world together
Hand in hand
If I wasn't damaged goods
Coming to terms with who I became
To thrive in a cold world
So much comfort in despair
Pieces of a man
Who fell down
Depths of depravity
Looking at the gems thinking of what could've been
Had I not built up these walls
Confinement felt so good
Until I had to face myself
Don't fight the tide
Let it wash all over us
Don't fight the tide
Let it wash all over us
Rotting from the inside out
Has finally taken its toll
Is this the bottom?
Certainly feels like it right now
Don't fight the tide
Let it wash all over us
Don't fight the tide
Let it wash all over us