Why is it that people think that we're the ones who are meant to sink?
When we know we’re the strongest of them all
Cause being happy wasn't exposed to me so I hid what I was supposed to be
Distressed, depressed but trying not to fall

But then I fell into water cause my head wasn't in order
My head and heart were numb and made of stone
They said I have a choice with this I can just fake my smiles and love a man
Or else I could enjoy my life alone

Okay, that’s it, guess I will swim
If you promise me one thing
That the water isn't mostly made of ice
I lost people, faith and empathy is their reject identity's and they go off to live their peaceful lives
And most people awfully love to tell that she and I will go to hell for buying love before we pay the price
I like to think that we respect those pages from that holy book
As the only way we can survive
Well I don't think that I'll still care about what truly is down there
My head is rusted, unfocused, always spinning
I no longer think I'm worthless now
My feet they touch the surface
And I know that I no longer have to swim