The waves are coming clean

Crash your breach and roll the tide that dreams

The tide that dreams tomorrow

Carry on and cover me

The storm will come and it brings relief

Make it bleed, haunt my star of sorrow

Hand on, pull me back and align me

Sink in skies where angels hide

Out from the devil's eyes we're blinded

We'll rise up, rise up with the tide

Quarinah and ecstasy

Hiding behind the unspoken dreams

What will it takе to find what's under the seams

Sеxual nicotine

You make me rise just like steam

I see right through you, but what does it mean?

Well I can't seem to shake it now

Back into depths of your sound

Another way you bring me down right to my knees

Kick it in and drop it down

I throw the gears, now the clutch is burnt out

I can't get a grip, the wheels start to slip

I lose control when you start to tease