High Water

Every single day I wake

With a little bit more hate

Treading in high water

Relentless waves with no escape

I feel my luck is changing course

And I start to knock on wood

Still the anchor falls on my head

Is there anyway I could

Broaden my horizons

Bring me back to shore

Tell me if there's more to life

Then fighting to endure

There's no room for sympathy

Call me a masochist

Better to survive a shipwreck

Then leaning on deaths kiss

Waves keep on crashing

Pull me back to sea

What did I do in a past life

To treasure tragedy