Sinking 
Caught up in a whirling motion 
Such a strange sensation 
The currents uncertain 
Like sails of a mill 
I spin 
Like wheels I move in a circle 
While you stand on the bank 
Immune or evasive 
Throw me a lifeline 
Save me... 

Intimacy and affection 
Frozen 
In this game of chance 
I forfeit 
Full hand of love 
With no counters 
Like a moth 
With no flame 
To persuade me 
Like blood in the rain [bad word] thin 
While you stand on the inside 
Looking in 
Save me... 

Inside looking in [bad word] in yourself 
Throw me a lifeline 
Save me... 

Stand on the bank 
Immune or evasive 
Throw me a lifeline 
Save me... 
Save me...