BTB (Post-Hardcore.RU)

Waves. 
Hopeless. 
Decending into the abyss. 
Cold, dark, water. 
Stealing my breath away. 
You can’t take this from me. 
You can’t take my life away.

Feeling hopeless as I’m dying. 
Give up now the water’s rising.
Water’s rising.

Is it too late? 
Can you save me? 
The undertow is taking my life away. 

The boat is sinking beneath the waves. 
The waves are too high to survive. 
And my soul slowly dies 
as I wait for high tide. 

Wait for high tide. 
The water is filling my lungs. 
Wait for high tide. 

Light is so close. 
It’s hard to fight the current. 
Break it’s hold, escape, and be set free. 

Feeling hopeless as I’m dying. 
Give up now the water’s rising.
Water’s rising.

Is it too late? 
Can you save me? 
The undertow is taking my life away. 

Swim to the surface. 
Somehow I will survive this storm. 
I’m breaking free. 

It’s taking my life away. 
I’m breaking free from the crashing waves. 
Now the nightmare’s over. 

Drowning. Hopeless. Save me from the waves.