Go Down Swinging
Scrambling to find something to grasp onto
Something that floats.
My mind it floods with imagery, and brings me to tears
Am I living, or am I dying… I can’t tell anymore
But I’m Goin’ Down Swinging
What else can you do?
Go Down Swinging
Scrambling to find something to grasp onto
Something that floats.
My mind it floods with imagery, and brings me to tears
Am I living, or am I dying… I can’t tell anymore
But I’m Goin’ Down Swinging
What else can you do?