High tide, and I'm already drowning, the ashes surrounding as my fire burns out
Wide-eyed and the minutes I'm counting, The sirens are sounding and screaming with doubt
Did I think it would feel any different this time? Or had I moved on, finally done with the lies?
High time that I stop feeling sorry, Apologies empty as the whites of your eyes - And
Spending so much in the past that I'm almost a memory myself
Snap Snap And the camera is flashing
We're frozen in action
Laughing and crashing
So why can't I feel it?