Oh, wave crash down on me

Until I′m whole again

Like days of oldI see myself and rise

I'm drying out in this weather

Feeling of parasites

And the time when the night feels better

Is when you don′t go

A taste as bitter as before

We could waste all the best of times 'til we know

Lights and shapes they only fade

In the hold that washes all away

What a wave

What a wave

What a wave

What a wave

The rose's thorn still reaches out to piece my skin

It grows me warm and cloudy up my mind

Everybody has an opinion

I don′t likе most of them

′Cause the lifе that we live is better living

Than living alone

The taste, as bitter as before

We could waste all the best of times 'til we know

That lights and shapes they only fade

In the hold that washes all away

What a wave

What a wave

What a wave

What a wave

I′m drying out in this weather

Feeling of parasites

And the time when the night feels better

Is when you don't go

What a wave

What a wave

What a wave

What a wave