The Raft ft. Christian Cortes Lyrics

Pick at the scabs

Bleed out the past

Scaring at last

Always looking back

Ignoring the lash

I'm building a raft

Left alone for the last time

Can't stand the silence

Each grain of sand

A reminder of things I've said

They stick with me and irritate

Salt in my wounds

Stick with me and irritate

Burn me away

I can't shake this feeling

That the Earth will swallow me whole

I'm afraid of what I love

I'm afraid of what I've become

No!

I can't make rafts all day

Out of wood and loose twine

Each tree chopped I'm losing time

I know that each raft does the same thing

But maybe this one will bring me home again

Again

I can't shake this feeling

That the Earth will swallow me whole

I'm afraid of what I love

I'm afraid of who I've become

Riding out the waves again

A familiar feeling

This was all I needed

This was always who I was

But I just can't let go

My hands they burn in history

And I know

I can't take back what I've done

And I'm never coming home

And I'm never coming home

I'm never coming home

I can't shake this feeling

That the Earth will swallow me whole

I'm afraid of what I love

I'm afraid of who I've become

Riding out the waves again

A familiar feeling

This was all I wanted

I am never coming home