it's the glare from the reflection
making patterns in your eyes
it's the looking back in anger
with every second slipping by

undertow [bad word] to take me
guided by the blazing sun
look at everything around us
look at everything we've done

please, anyone
I don't think I can
save myself
I'm drowning here
please, anyone
I don't think I can
save myself..

there's a tiny little window
swarms of locusts fill the sky
maybe I just disappear, if I can
keep my head above the tide

please, anyone
I don't think I can
save myself
I'm drowning here
please, anyone
I don't think I can
save myself..