Making peace with the undertow
Sleeping where roses cannot grow
Forgetting everything I know
Playing with matches in the dark
Choosing to trust who I am not
Watching the world burn down and laughing at the sparks
Don't have to live with the do or die'
Smiling is not a compromise
Free from the need to run and hide
The [paper dolls?] dance
We do what we can
And find the strength in the weakness in letting go
I've come to terms with the undertow
The story stays the memory goes
I realize this is what I chose
I read the lines of the fining drugs
Saw all the things I could live without
Already made it through the aftermath
