This has nothing to do you, I know where I'm going Sunday Windmill fish I'll move when the wind me I'll a roadway from the shells from my shells
I'm shellfish and not ready for you you're not ready for me I'm not ready for me feel that way maybe the treasure Will be full of people and share our lives one day
This has nothing to do you I'll walk blind if I want to Maybe I'll take a where all I see is blue and white a boat of paper and wax just enough to get there
I want to return, discovered lots of clues but not the chest Not the X still looking for the X, has a lot to do with you Here's the note I never wrote, pre-occupation has its price But believe all of has made me sick as well
I'm shellfish, I'm in the ocean I hear you I don't know what I know anymore, I'm not ready for me feel that way? Triangle that consumed us like all those at sea
What price to be opened? I'm I'm breathing I'm living, I'm frowning, I'm smiling I'm laughing I'm trying shouting, I'm screaming, I'm
I'm dreaming, my nightmares are leaving, It's And I'm tired the pain is receding I'm for happy The will not catch me I'm falling again I can't let water in
I can't a boat to return, I guess I got what I asked for And I'll cry when I'm glad because it's not I'm used to here's my blue and white not that different than when I started I know I'm still young, we'll make pirate hats and rule the sea
I'm shellfish, jellyfish point of view I'm in the I hear you, you've found the X Don't ever worry be and we'll dream of a day much like today