Lyrics Floodline - Seven

I'm down
You're not
The sirens here just won't stop
The sound you make
That beckons you to shape
Walk away with your head down

Out here in the open air
We don't care what the censored lines say
Anyway
I'm turning off the oxygen
And holding still on random
Giving up a dream you had
I want to help you follow

I'm down
You're not
The pages of vanity just won't stop
The moves in the make
Form molding me to shape
Fuck it away with your face down

Finally gave in
To breathe
Slowly form the water
Right now
And it brings the tide
Back down
But only for a moment
Then recede
Like a needle
Needle through and over glass
Pieces scattering
Nearly nothing left
Like a razor
Razor to the skin again
Its a cycle

Our lives are cold