We find fault in each other
Like we're looking for something,
Anything,
To pull us from these rapids
But the water moves so quickly
And the current keeps changing direction
And I don't know which way to kick my aching legs.
You have "don't tread on me" tattooed on your tongue
And the ink seeps through my veins
As I disobey the unwritten laws
That your callous soul has enforced.
And I ignore the sharp curves
And the deafening crashes of the waves
Because maybe my foot will get caught on a rock
Or maybe I'll finally reach the shore.
But I know that if I did
I'd dive straight back in.