Stuck down here in my submarine, I am
I am following the same routine, Swearing
that tomorrow I will come out clean, But then
all this darkness kind of makes me mean

Now the cracks are showing I can hear the leaks
Better blow off some steam before we go
Now the cracks are showing I can feel the seams
Better blow some steam before you know it we are gone

All I see from my periscope, tells me
What I need are the tools to cope
On the surface they are looking down, at me
Who is searching for some solid ground

Now the engine is roaring I can hear the leaks
Better blow off some steam before we go
Now the engine is roaring I can feel the seams
Better blow some steam before you know it we are gone

Now my needs are thirsty they've been down here way to long
Need a little rest and reason not the same old song

Just like everything there is a catch, I am
but a stranger to your silhouette, And if
life's a gamble I will place that bet, Seems like
all the answers are not what I meant

Now the cracks are showing I can hear the leaks
Better blow off some steam before we go
Now the cracks are showing I can feel the seams
Better blow some steam before you know it we are gone