Scream

Scream, little tidal wave There's no silent way to the shore Scream, scrawny alley cat There's no holding back, this is war You could shape a couple old things loose Feel it rush up your spine and pull at your roots Do you see it as it passes through? Or does it consume you? Scream when you give it me As if nothing can keep it inside Scream out in victory Yeah, as if you got nothing to hide You could shape a couple old things loose Feel it rush up your spine and pull at your roots Do you see it as it passes through? Or does it consume you? Breathe as the ocean sweeps you Of every last brick and vine Breath as the ocean meets you To face what's left behind You could shape a couple old things loose Feel it rush up your spine and pull at your roots Do you feel it as it passes through? Do you let it consume you?