Won't you let me in
Won't you let me in
Won't you let me in
Won't you let me in
Camping on the shoreline
A permit to stay
Can slightly hear them yelling
But now it's silent on the bay
Eyes don't seem as heavy
Hearts rate under 90
Feed myself with sunlight
The darkness of the high tides
Won't you let me in
Won't you let me in
Won't you let me in
Won't you let me in
Vocal cords don't work here anymore
There's no doors here to explore
The angel tells me "don't try to think"
The tide seems to be at it's brink
I wish to stay here forever
I wish to have an axe
I wish to have a plastic bag
And some headphones at that
I'm not yet in the water
So don't you dare come in
I'm not yet in the water
So don't you dare come in