Doesn't matter how far down I will catch you Even if the waves crash down I will protect you By any means to guarantee that things are perfectly normal Between the months of persistent inclusion You always sway beneath of the surface Waiting for the right time to jump in picture w aggression I tried I'm afraid of your side of the point So I'll stay at smiths Sometimes I think you aren't looking I relax my chest and take a breath Just to get the air sucked out by the pulse of the noia I tried I'm afraid of your side of the Point So I'll just stay back home at Smiths