The Tide Barry Moore (UK)

Crimson, the tide is bringing back the dead
Your swan song fell flat, you never knew about it
So what’s the next stop down this road?
Doing the opposite of what we’re told
You said you wanted to be just like me
Counting yourself among nobody, I see
You said you wanted to be just like me
Counting yourself among nobody, nobody
Caught in a war, caught in a dream
Fighting the tide with everything
I never thought we’d sink so low
But we never took a second breath
There’s knowing when it’s time to go
And knowing when it’s not yet

Clickbait, the rats are coming out to play
One path to the pit the traitors go to stay
If it’s for me then are you coming too?
Should I be leaving if I’m here for you?
You said you wanted to be just like me
Counting yourself among nobody, I see
You said you wanted to be just like me
Counting yourself among nobody, nobody
Caught in a war, caught in a dream
Fighting the tide with everything