Lights turn down, the undertow
So slow
For your own good you kill the glow
Below
Against the grain, not with the flow
Tiptoe
They build you up to let you go
Xo
Wish
Something better
Wish
From trouble
Wish
On the future
Pull me from rubble
In good graces, we plateau
Guess so
Bestow the moment, eating crow
You know
Wish
Something better
Wish
From trouble
Wish
On the future
Pull me from rubble
Wish
Something better
Wish
From trouble
Wish
On the future
Pull me from rubble
Wish
Something better
Wish
From trouble
Wish
On the future
Pull me from rubble