889

Lyrics

Hands reaching to crease the world, eyes aren't satisfied Frustration in the wall surrounds as the sea becomes blood So much pride, you're burning alive Might as well throw yourself into the fire Show you how the fuck it feels Hold up my soul, into the light 889 tsunami sweeping the sky It's coming back around, hell is never full For people like you Burning your tracks Don't leave a trace there's no turning back, it's coming round again And again... and again Hold up your soul to the light and see If it means a thing to you It doesn't mean a thing 889 tsunami sweeping the sky