Fear Before The March Of Flames

Tonight i'll lay here
the tides call my name but the land spares the depths of the sea
again youre waving
you swore you could swim but what now when your feet wont touch the ground
(do you remember who you used to be)
my sweet youre drowning
the shore beds my feet and theres no chance of me getting wet
but i swear
as you scream ill laugh
you scream "ironic" and beg for this fever to break
or the sweet cascading waves to pull you down
hey ocean floor
look how she longs for you
take her now for ive already left her for dead
its a childish thing you do splashing in the water
splashing
splashing
splashing
splashing
its a childish thing you do are you trying to..?