Riptide

i couldve lied the truth a needle in your eye the wound a band-aid wont heal but i persist and try to tell it like it is whats the point if were not real? (Chorus) riptide sweeps me out to drown...

I grip my mind around an existence of liquid That seems to invade my lungs and mind like salt. I hold on Loosing ground to the things that matter Over contemplating all this scatter. That blurs like...

I was scared of dentists and the dark I was scared of pretty girls and starting conversations Oh, all my friends are turning green You're the magician's assistant in their dreams Uh ooh ooh oooh Uh...