Fish Tank
Jaye Bartell
[Verse 1]
Can you see coming over me?
I touch the moss soft skin
Can you see it coming over me?
Impatience again
[Chorus]
Such a waste of the place I made
Such a waste of the place I made
Such a waste of the place that I made for me
[Verse 2]
Can you see coming over me?
There's moss on the skin
My work isn't worth anything
I have no patience to swim
[Chorus]
Such a waste of the place I made
Such a waste of the place I made
Such a waste of the place that I made for me
[Verse 3]
To the reef at my bonеs and teeth
To the kelp I hand
To the wavеs at my grieve that need you
To the wind that screams
[Chorus]
Such a waste of the place I made
Such a waste of the place I made
Such a waste of the place that I made for me