Anchor

Cristina, I'm tired of being so far away

Yeah, I'm still here, I'm not going

What if I try and stop? I'm responsible for you

Until the anchor breaksFour years ahead, what are you thinking?

I feel so together, I need you now

You have faith but I know that I won't last

Aren't we so tired of waiting for days to end?How do we tread on when these

Fuckers are making our plans?

Dear everyone, I've been thinking

I feel misrepresentedThings are moving to slow, I want the control of this

There's got to be some kind of way out of here

It's a lie too only yourself

When people have you figured, carvings that read, idle will kill