Everyday I’ve wasted, I’ve let life pass me by. Without an anchor, an anchor, I’m standing helpless while I’m swallowed by the tide.
As I survey the sea, Look out upon the cresting swells, I count the waves, I count my dreams, My dreams, my dreams, my dreams are fading.
I can’t make these torrents stop, They’re crushing everything, Weight of the water baring down, Eroding my city, everything I worked so hard, So hard to build. The floods begun, I can’t make it stop. The floods begun, I can’t make it stop.
I’ll pull myself up from disaster, greeted by a clear blue sky. I find this city cleansed, I find myself again. The sea is swelling and I feel the rising tides.
This city sinks to hell. This city sinks to hell, and I can feel it crumbling.
I won’t be buried a live, this is no mans land but my own. I’ll pull myself up from disaster.
I’ll pull myself up from disaster, greeted by a clear blue sky. I’ll find this city, find this city cleansed. I’ll find myself, find myself again.
I’ll pull myself up from disaster, greeted by a clear blue sky. I find this city cleansed, I find myself again. The sea is swelling and I feel the rising tides.
This city sinks to hell. This city sinks to hell.Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
