By Bad Seed
Lyrics: Break through the undertow, your hands I cant seem to find. Pollution burns my tongue, cough words I can't speak so I stop my struggling, then I float to the surface, fill my lungs with air, then let it out. I give it all ooh, now there's a reason why I sing. So give it all ooh, and it's these reasons that belong to me. Rock bottoms where we live, and still we dig these trenches, to bury ourselves in them, backs breaking under tension. For far too long these voices, muffled by ...