Im not the savior your looking for

How can you believe in such a fool?

What a decision of the poor

Nature even calls me the lost

I cant be a savior when im sinking lower then davey jones’ locker

draw my name in the sand muddy and washed away by the sea

I’ll bring you closer to the start, I’ll bring it further from its heart

and I know you love him but ill show you aside which u cant unseen

with lights growing dim and I’m the siren in the sea which will never be the savior your looking for and the one real key