Low Tide

Never really found myself, okay
Think it's time that I drown myself, okay
Low tide on the water but I swam that way
Let a big fat wave take my life today
I been drowning in my problems
(Whoa, drowning in my problems)
I been drowning in my problems
(Drowning in my problems)

Never really found myself, okay
Think it's time that I drown myself, okay
Low tide on the water but I swam that way
Let a big fat wave take my life today

I could never ever cope with my loneliness (loneliness)
At the end of my rope, catch me choking, bitch (yeah)
At the end of the drag, I ain't smoking bitch (yeah)
But I'd get smoked quick if I took a hit (yeah)

Guess she never really loved me, should've took a hint (what?)
Blue water in my eyes and it match the tint (yeah)
Now they glowing even brighter than I thought they did (yeah)
Now I think that I'll retire, think I fucking quit (fucking quit)

Let the waves make a blanket on my coffin (coffin)
Let them stay as I lay in my cockpit
Submarine fucking human, and I'm locked in (locked in)
Let me choke as I die in this ocean

I been drowning in my problems, yeah, yeah
I been drowning in my problems, yeah, yeah
I been drowning in my problems, yeah, yeah
I been drowning in my problems, yeah

Silhouette stares back way too fast
What is that on the bank by the glass that cut my feet way back?
On my path to the beach when I meet my seat on the stone
It said, "Rest in peace"

Last name "White" on the print, it ain't me
Ashes all drift through the sea-weed
Covers my body, I'm rotting, and it's choking me
Letting go, hope I should let it be

Low tide on the water, but I'm six feet
Low tide on the water, but I'm drowning
Low tide on the water, but I'm six feet
Low tide on the water, but I'm drowning

Water muddy (water muddy)
Water bloody too (bloody too)
I gave my soul (gave my soul)
I gave my soul for you (for you)
It was true, all those nights I spent (oh)
Crying in my room wishing that it wasn't true

Sand dunes but beach sand
Quick sand quiver as I step in
Right hand (right hand)
Holding to the picture that I left in (left in)
My right side pocket when I crept in

Tide low, but I still feel the pressure (the pressure)
Another day inside this ocean, I can't find the treasure (find the treasure)
Another way you cut me open and you left me bitter
I don't regret just what I'm doing, I won't reconsider