Growing Up Dead - Undertow

It's been a while since I've had teeth pulled
And skin to keep my shirt full
You dreamt of being hurtful
But life is just commercial

So I'm reaching out for the undertow
Sweep my feet and let me go

I'm reaching out for the undertow
Sweep my feet and let me go

It's not what you meant
But it's what you said
I can't blame you it's a way to pretend
You sit in your bed
Reflecting regret
But I don't hate you just the voice in your head
Your head
Your head

So I'm reaching out for the undertow
Sweep my feet and let me
Now there's nothing left of me

So I'm reaching out for the undertow
Sweep my feet and let me go
Now there's nothing left of me

Written by:
Jayson Klein, Brayden Liva, Nicholas Snutch, Francisco Estrada

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