| I can make a home of undertow
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| So I don’t have to choose
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| Let it take me anywhere it goes
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| Tell me I’m of no use
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| Well, I’m used to being underneath
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| The riptide and rising sea
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| Of general anxiety
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| It makes me not like me
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| I want to be more than this
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| Tendency to resist
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| The tide that tells me to fix
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| What I don’t want to be
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| Spent so long under water
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| Forgot how it feels to breathe
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| Used to be autonomic
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| But something came over me
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| Maybe a tidal wave or the moon and its gravity
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| Whatever, it doesn’t matter
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| I feel like I’m surfacing
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| I feel like I’m surfacing
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| I feel like I’m surfacing
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| I feel like I’m surfacing
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| I feel like I’m…
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| Tryna to stay afloat and not look down
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| Don’t know what I’ll see
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| But anytime my feet can’t touch the ground
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| I start panicking
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| 'Cause it feels like it’s bottomless
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| Drowning my confidence
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| Navigating out of it
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| Is the hardest thing for me
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| But if I’m at the bottom with
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| The rocks and my promises
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| How can I be honest with
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| The man I want to be?
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| Spent so long under water
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| Forgot how it feels to breathe
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| Used to be autonomic
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| But something came over me
|
| Maybe a tidal wave or the moon and its gravity
|
| Whatever, it doesn’t matter
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| I feel like I’m surfacing
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| I feel like I’m surfacing
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| I feel like I’m surfacing
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| I feel like I’m surfacing
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| I feel like I’m surfacing
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| Spent so long under water
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| Forgot how it feels to breathe
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| Whatever, it doesn’t matter
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| I feel like I’m surfacing |