Oh, wave crash down on me
Until I′m whole again
Like days of oldI see myself and rise
I'm drying out in this weather
Feeling of parasites
And the time when the night feels better
Is when you don′t go
A taste as bitter as before
We could waste all the best of times 'til we know
Lights and shapes they only fade
In the hold that washes all away
What a wave
What a wave
What a wave
What a wave
The rose's thorn still reaches out to piece my skin
It grows me warm and cloudy up my mind
Everybody has an opinion
I don′t likе most of them
′Cause the lifе that we live is better living
Than living alone
The taste, as bitter as before
We could waste all the best of times 'til we know
That lights and shapes they only fade
In the hold that washes all away
What a wave
What a wave
What a wave
What a wave
I′m drying out in this weather
Feeling of parasites
And the time when the night feels better
Is when you don't go
What a wave
What a wave
What a wave
What a wave
