On my own, a weakness terribly turning me into a lifeless drone
I feel so helplessly numb, yeah. I look towards hope to take me anywhere but here
I've been dreaming too long, stuck in a haze of high tide
And it feels so good, but it won't last followed by the pain
I'm so tired that I can't see what it's really doing to me
What can I do but ride this wave and hide it?
The way it moves so high up so far down, yeah
I'm still awake inside. Part of me is still alive
I think I can hold on to the edge
I can see the way out as if the light is getting smaller through a tunnel
Can I reach it? On my own, i'll see you there when I'm dead, yeah