Dissolving in small oceans Responsible for concentrating currents To match a pulse in us that no longer exists Resurfacing only when we're running out of air
Apprehensive from our absent-heartedness Spitting blood from confidence confessed Inducing dreams in which we never met to rid myself of regret We were a pair of fragile limbs Too weak to carry us to bed Stretched so thin but somehow burning at both ends
Foreshadowing the pain of transferring dead weight While we can barely stay awake A self inflicted severance will seal our fate Let it die, we had to let this die
Dissolving in small oceans like the salt into our wounds To match the pulse in us that no longer exists We were a pair of fragile limbs Too weak to carry us to bed Stretched so thin but somehow burning at both ends
