Testo Killing Conversation

Back and forth and
sick of this hesitation
i'm tired of patience
i confess to lack of motivation and
killing conversation

back and forth
swimming between the coastlines sinking in no time
pulling me down
below the warmth of the sunshine... sunshine

bury me in ocean
bury me in sorrow
(bury me in horror)

back and forth and
in and out of concentration
numb sensation
i confess to losing inspiration
embracing temptation

throw to the bottom of this cold and freedom from this world
and i've got it in my head that i am going home