My feet are half asleep
My eyes are getting weak
And I don't want to be here
When I'm twenty-three
Wash away
Dirtless and clean
Delicate and flawless
Shining like the sea
Disintegrate the ties
Step by step decline
Disconnect and divide
Sever to reunite
My mind is dry
My lungs are growing thin
If I turn to dust
I'll start over again
Wash away
Dirtless and clean
Delicate and flawless
Shining like the sea
Shining like the sea