Griptide - Barbarossa

Born to the birds

Born to the Gun

Born to the ghosts

That surround you son

Fortunately you were born at all

Into these heartache arms

But into waring world

It will all fall away

To the oceans below

Am I’m going to hold you now

I’m going to hold you now

I’m going to hold you now

In the grip of the riptide

I’m going to hold you now

I’m going to hold you now

I’m going to hold you now

Until i can’t

Am Born to the boys

Born to the girls

Born to this thread of light

That connects us all

It will all fall away

To the oceans below

Am I’m going to hold you now

I’m going to hold you now

I’m going to hold you now

In the grip of the riptide

I’m going to hold you now

I’m going to hold you now

I’m going to hold you now

Until i can’tAm I’m going to hold you now

I’m going to hold you now

I’m going to hold you now

Until i can’t