Blood on the waves by Scentless

Once upon a time in a made-up story,
All of the rejects came out to play,
Never giving thanks or saying they're sorry,
Living different lives, but walking on the same way,
Used to laugh a lot to make it seem he was happier,
They never realized he was dying inside,
My obsession never seemed healthier,
Using my denial to kill time...

There's blood on the waves! On the waves! On the waves!

Getting through it all to reach the greater good,
Writing angry letters to never send,
Change our life and leave in a boat made of wood,
Got us stuck in an island with a skull for a friend,
Ressuscitated by a kiss in the moment,
All of the flowers started to smell nicer,
No more tears to keep filling the ocean,
Look into your eyes so I can stare at myself...

There's blood on the waves! On the waves! On the waves!

Cut my wrists so I can watch them heal,
Reflects in the mirror before it breaks,
Never again will I ask before I kill,
Is it so wrong to look back and see only mistakes?

Blood on the waves! On the waves! ON THE WAVES!