Hangover haze
Spitting blood in the sink
I used to to believe that I could fix anything

My phone lights up again
And I don't stop to think
Callused hands form a fumbled reply
And I've dropped out again

Low tide - sparkling like broken glass
Fades away like a photograph and returns again
I know that there's a certain a joy that only comes with losing
Heart of stone - Don't Let yourself sink beneath the surface

You put a drink in my hand
flashed a smile like a knife
I drink myself to sleep

Test pattern dream
Where the background repeats
Hum along with the sine wave

Low tide - sparkling like broken glass
Fades away like a photograph and returns again

I know that there's a certain a joy that only comes with losing
Heart of stone - Don't Let yourself sink beneath the surface

I'll have another sleepless night
And I'll drink myself to sleep

Following the tide. Crave bitterness and sea salt.
Seeking out the lowest spots.
Oh I'll float away. On a wave or on a dream.
It doesn't matter all that much to me.