I drag you under like you fell a thousand feet
My hands will always pull you down
They're the hands of gravity

I will face the fact
That you won't come back
These cuts are far too deep

I am everything that you don't need
I am everything that you don't need

Well a part of me is lost at sea
Where the tides are far too strong
And the air I breathe
Will suffocate my lungs

What have I become?

There are questions I always tend to ask myself
Why I am Who I am
Instead of being someone else

And all this time life is a line
We're all queuing up to die

With no answers why
With no answers why

Well a part of me is lost at sea
Where the tides are far too strong
And the air I breathe
Will suffocate my lungs

Well a part of me is lost at sea
Where the tides are far too strong
And the air I breathe
Will suffocate my lungs

What have I become?

What have I become?
What have I become?
What have I become?
What have I become?

And the air I breathe
Will suffocate my lungs

Well a part of me is lost at sea
Where the tides are far too strong
And the air I breathe
Will suffocate my lungs

What have I become?