Oceans
Like watching flames
Focus on no one,
It's only you that captivates my eye
And with the words that pass through bone
Like a drug consumes my mind
From oceans tide I close my eyes, you know I'm waiting
Without you I, just burn air, meet me here
From oceans tide I close my eyes, you know I'm waiting
My lungs press hard against my chest, I'm at my end...
She makes her bed, as your grave
She'll make you groan, at what's in the mirror
You will hate you, if you go on
(Stop her, stop her.)
She will cut you like a rudder. She'll cut you! She'll cut you!
Her lips drip with honey and her speech is smoother than oil
She waits by her corner her feet never stay at home
But in the end she is as bitter as dust. Her steps go down to death
Can a man carry fire so close to his chest and not get burned.
From oceans tide I close my eyes, you know I'm waiting
Without you I, just burn air, meet me here
From oceans tide I close my eyes, you know I'm waiting
My lungs press hard against my chest, I'm at my end...
She leads you like, a lamb to slaughter
She'll cut you like a rudder in the ocean.
Focus on no one,
It's only you that captivates my eye
And with the words that pass through bone
Like a drug consumes my mind
From oceans tide I close my eyes, you know I'm waiting
Without you I, just burn air, meet me here
From oceans tide I close my eyes, you know I'm waiting
My lungs press hard against my chest, I'm at my end...
She makes her bed, as your grave
She'll make you groan, at what's in the mirror
You will hate you, if you go on
(Stop her, stop her.)
She will cut you like a rudder. She'll cut you! She'll cut you!
Her lips drip with honey and her speech is smoother than oil
She waits by her corner her feet never stay at home
But in the end she is as bitter as dust. Her steps go down to death
Can a man carry fire so close to his chest and not get burned.
From oceans tide I close my eyes, you know I'm waiting
Without you I, just burn air, meet me here
From oceans tide I close my eyes, you know I'm waiting
My lungs press hard against my chest, I'm at my end...
She leads you like, a lamb to slaughter
She'll cut you like a rudder in the ocean.
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Writer(s): Christopher Ratzlaff
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