Testo A Shoreline Perspective Fear Before The March Of Flames
(do you remember who you used to be)
my sweet youre drowning
the shore beds my feet and theres no chance of me getting wet
but i swear
as you scream ill laugh
you scream "ironic" and beg for this fever to break
or the sweet cascading waves to pull you down
hey ocean floor
look how she longs for you
take her now for ive already left her for dead
its a childish thing you do splashing in the water
splashing
splashing
splashing
splashing
its a childish thing you do are you trying to..?
