| Six feet from the bottom
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| I’m drowning in the water
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| Will I reach the air that keeps me here?
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| Or will I be forgotten?
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| Will I sink or will I swim if I can’t stand?
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| Drifting farther all alone in the ocean
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| I can see the end, will I breathe again
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| Or wash away like a footprint in the sand?
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| I’m still fighting but the current carries me away
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| I try to surface but I’m caught beneath the waves
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| I’m slipping further, I’m sinking under
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| I close my eyes, frozen inside of my mind
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| I know I swim and I live, I know I don’t and I die
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| I’m hoping that I survive 'cause at this moment in life
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| I got the shiver within that’s growing colder with time
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| Six feet from the bottom
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| I’m drowning in the water
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| Will I reach the air that keeps me here
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| Or will I be forgotten?
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| I feel the air leave my lungs as I sink below
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| Falling faster as I’m dragged into the undertow
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| I’m losing hope and I’m growing cold
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| Holding on when I feel like letting go
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| I keep pretending that someday I’m gonna make it out
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| Thinking heavy that’s what always seems to pull me down
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| I’m slipping further, I’m sinking under
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| I see the sky, I’m freezing barely alive
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| I feel the cold in my bones, alone preparing goodbyes
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| I know the air in the night, I know it’s stereotypes
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| I see it flowing like an ocean with my very own eyes
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| Six feet from the bottom
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| I’m drowning in the water
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| Will I reach the air that keeps me here
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| Or will I be forgotten?
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| Every inch is a battle
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| Every breath is a war
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| Every minute’s a struggle
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| I can’t fight this anymore
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| Six feet from the bottom
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| I’m drowning in the water
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| Six feet from the bottom
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| I’m drowning in the water
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| Will I reach the air that keeps me here
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| Or will I be forgotten?
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| Be forgotten
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| Will I be forgotten?
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| Will I reach the air that keeps me here
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| Or will I be forgotten? |