Beneath the Tides

Setting sail from a crushed rooftop
Fathoms deep, shallow as a raindrop
Attempt to feel 20/20 now
React like gasoline cornered by a house fire


Beneath the tides of the washout
Beneath the tides of the washout

Cut from the filthy cloth
A sucking would left in our chests
Being burned around the heart
The boil under your flesh

Hidden at home
Chasing a tucked tail now
Acting on the instinct
Of self haphazard yet


Beneath the tides of the washout
Beneath the tides of the washout
Beneath the tides of the washout

The saving down, the saving down, the saving down
In milligrams with a gun in your hand
Directionless, directionless

Rain can't soak what is not there
Rain can't soak what is not there
Rain can't soak what is not there
Rain can't soak what is not there

The first thrill demands another
Consequence, the trigger of the operative
Playing Russian roulette with a full chamber


(Beneath the tides of the washout)
(Beneath the tides of the washout)
(Beneath the tides of the washout)

In the washout
Beneath the tides of the washout
In the washout
Beneath the tides of the washout

Beneath the tides of the washout, washout