You are slowly disappearing,
I disregard the lies I'm hearing,
All that you plead is wrong,
All that you feel is gone.
Happiness ran away,
On that dreadful day,
You search for faith in his desire,
Looking for warmth but can't find fire.
As you swim to the thunder,
The waves sweep you under,
Gasping for breath,
But there's no air left.
The wind drags you further,
Lost the will as loneliness grows stronger,
Lost the will to return to shore,
And find safety like before.
The tide is getting steeper,
And your actions plunge you deeper,
Lost in the sea of all that you knew,
Ocean floor concealing what's left of you.
For a home you long,
Led wayward by siren's song,
The peace and safety you expect,
Has become an inherent loss of self-respect.
All that you plead is wrong,
All that you feel is gone,
I won't turn my back on the blue,
I'll save what's left of you.
I won't lose you to Davy Jones,
There's more to you than skin and bones,
I won't let you be lost at sea,
You're all that's left of me.
But only failure did I bring,
Now all that's left of me is nothing.
Failure, all that I know.
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