Am I scared to the face the truth?
Am I prisoner to what I see with my eyes?
Am I twisted in two?
As I change my face to one that’s hid in disguise
We drift, we float, we swim
But we always sink in the end
We spit, we choke, we’re drowning
Cus we’re all sinking in the end
Goodbye and goodnight to these empty words
Am I here to pass on through?
Am I an instrument of tragedies I devise?
We drift, we float, we swim
But we always sink in the end
We spit, we choke, we’re drowning
Cus we’re all sinking in the end
Goodbye and goodnight to these empty words
