Tekster: Ours. Dizzy.

We ran
We starved the things that feel
Out back
The drunken waters steal from me

If we beat him down will he stay?
He's a little dizzy
And I feel it starting to take me
Where did everybody go?
I need them now to save me

We fell
When they choked the things that feed
How come we hurt the ones we need?
Lay down and stretch upon the sea

If we beat him down will he stay?
He's a little dizzy
And I feel it starting to take me
Where did everybody go?
I need them now to save me
If we beat him down will he stay?