You Know Where I'm Hiding - I Feel Fine

Keep swimming

Last one out and I can’t help but harbour the flood

Things get weird

I drift when patient

I get alone

Stay low

Take some time out to waste it in thought

I hate it;

it’s why I hold on

I’m bait to the marrow with eyes wide blind

Our Sun is old

There’s days I can’t brave on my own

Kept my mouth shut and bought the set-up

Your breath has weakened, so I cut my bid for air

Don’t try

I haven’t the guts to cut you out again

Stay low