I feel heavy, I feel weighted
 And I feel hungry, I feel wasted
 Oh, I can't put my finger on my feelings
 Put my ear to the ceiling, where is [bad word] from?
 Where are [bad word] from?

 I'm just waiting for the walls of my insides [bad word] clean
 I've been praying for the day that my spirit is finally free
 Some days it feels like the ocean lies inside of me
 Lies inside of me

 And I feel paralysed, been cut down to size
 I hardly have the strength, to open up my eyes
 Coz I am swollen, and this has stolen my sanity
 Well it's hard to see beyond this when it's fighting against me
 Yeah!

 I'm just waiting for the walls of my insides [bad word] clean
 I've been praying for the day that my spirit is finally free
 Some days it feels like the ocean lies inside of me
 Lies inside of me

 The waves crash in, the tide rolls out
 I stand before my weakness now
 You took my faith and cut me down
 The ocean it lies, it lies inside me now!

 The ocean!
 The ocean!

 I'm just waiting for the walls of my insides [bad word] clean
 I've been praying for the day that my spirit

 I'm just waiting for the walls of my insides [bad word] clean
 I've been praying for the day that my spirit is finally free
 Some days it feels like the ocean lies inside of me
 Lies inside of me