- cifra
Throw me in the deep end
I'm ready now to swim
The air in my lungs may not last very long but I'm in
I see you on the weekend
Dancing like a star
You've practiced your lines to convince us you're fine but I know
That's not where you are
Once in a blue Moon you may come undone
We're made up of the same blood
I'll be your medicine if you let me
Give you reason to get out of bed
Sister I'm trying to hold off the lightning
And help you escape from your head
Come and waste the day
Watch a super 8 video tape
We were kids in the car having light hearted arguments
We don't know what's there till it's gone
Just hear me out and you might understand
We're made up of the same blood
I'll be your medicine if you let me
Give you reason to get out of bed
Sister I'm trying to hold off the lightning
And help you escape from your head
Throw me in the deep end
I'm ready now to swim
