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