Razor dragon junkies lie, 
The bottom of the pool desire, 
Swim towards the sun. 
Every day ain't 
Mothers' Day, 
And every woman ain't your mum, 
Sometimes funky isn't fun. 
And it won't be easy, 
To become somebody else. 
But at this particular point in time, 
I'll hang on to myself. 
I... I'm swimming towards the sun. 
And I... I'm not the only one. 
People throw 
Forget-Me-
Nots, The bullets through the flesh they shot, 
Tatty with the name. 
It's harder to forget the hate, 
When it's the only thing you generate, 
And it's you 
I'd like to blame. 
It will be easy, 
To blame somebody else. 
But at this particular point in time, 
I'd like to take the blame myself. 
I... I'm swimming towards the sun. 
And I... I'm not the only one. 
And I... I'm getting that feeling, 
For everyone. 
For everyone. 
For everyone. 
For everyone. 
I... I'm swimming towards the sun. 
And I... I'm not the only one. 
And I... I'm getting that feeling. 
I... I'm swimming towards the sun. 
And I... I'm not the only one. 
And I... I'm getting that feeling, 
For everyone. 
For everyone. 
For everyone. 
For everyone.