I'm Going Under - Frills

Calling out to nowhere

I’ve been trying to listen back

Holding up the building

Shaking like I’m worth it

Hiding under eyelids

Living in the black again

Gets a little draining

When no one’s complaining

Drowning in my sleep again

I’m sinking in the sand

I’m going under

Punching through the pressure

I’m out of breath again

I’m going under

Taking up the pages over the Atlantic

I’ve been writing this and that

Hiding on an island

Drinking like I’m lawless

Don’t imagine going back

Drowning in my sleep again

I’m sinking in the sand

I’m going under

Punching through the pressure

I’m out of breath again

I’m going under

As the days get longer

And the cards are all laid out

You don’t owe m now, you don’t owe me nothing

As we grow oldr

And our cards are all laid out

You don’t owe me now

Drowning in my sleep again

I’m sinking in the sand

I’m going under

Punching through the pressure

I’m out of breath again

I’m going under

As the days get longer

And the cards are all laid out

You don’t owe me now, you don’t owe me nothing

As we grow older

And our cards are all laid out

You don’t owe me now