Waltzer
Gonna lie at the edge of the sea
And the tide's coming in just for me
When you lost all the hope that you kept
And the ocean's the tears that you wept
Now I sink into the places I know
How I shrink into the spaces I've outgrown
But I hold on only for you
(But I don't think I'm coming back)
Cancer crawl, what can I do?
(I don't think I'm coming back)
These ribs, they are old barrel staves
And they wait for the hungriest waves
When you wake in the chains that you wore
As lonely and cold as before
Now I sink into the places I know
How I shrink into the spaces I've outgrown
But I hold on only for you
(But I don't think I'm coming back)
Cancer crawl, what can I do?
(I don't think I'm coming back)
Poor and I'm sick and I'm falling behind
Limping barefoot through the shards of a shattered mind
(And I don't think I'm coming back)
Now I'm falling apart
And I'm losing my head
And I've thousands of holes in my sails
And my bones, they are made of lead
So, I push you away
'Cause I'm starting a war
I'm nothing but driftwood
Just mangled and worn washed up at your door
But I hold on only for you
(But I don't think I'm coming back)
Cancer crawl, what can I do?
(I don't think I'm coming back)
Poor and I'm sick and I'm falling behind
Limping barefoot through the shards of a shattered mind
And I don't think I'm coming back
I don't think I'm coming back
And the tide's coming in just for me
When you lost all the hope that you kept
And the ocean's the tears that you wept
Now I sink into the places I know
How I shrink into the spaces I've outgrown
But I hold on only for you
(But I don't think I'm coming back)
Cancer crawl, what can I do?
(I don't think I'm coming back)
These ribs, they are old barrel staves
And they wait for the hungriest waves
When you wake in the chains that you wore
As lonely and cold as before
Now I sink into the places I know
How I shrink into the spaces I've outgrown
But I hold on only for you
(But I don't think I'm coming back)
Cancer crawl, what can I do?
(I don't think I'm coming back)
Poor and I'm sick and I'm falling behind
Limping barefoot through the shards of a shattered mind
(And I don't think I'm coming back)
Now I'm falling apart
And I'm losing my head
And I've thousands of holes in my sails
And my bones, they are made of lead
So, I push you away
'Cause I'm starting a war
I'm nothing but driftwood
Just mangled and worn washed up at your door
But I hold on only for you
(But I don't think I'm coming back)
Cancer crawl, what can I do?
(I don't think I'm coming back)
Poor and I'm sick and I'm falling behind
Limping barefoot through the shards of a shattered mind
And I don't think I'm coming back
I don't think I'm coming back
Credits
Writer(s): Chris Holmes, Alex Bispham, Kiran Roy, Daniel Young
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