Sink - Taylor Slemp - Original

You go to put my hand, we hope to deep-water swimming is not deep enough for us, until our lives coming to an end, when the water level eventually, like all the time, I have the jumper, you promise me, as we are suffering, our Heart has no door, I know you're afraid of decline, but I will work with you about everything, I will eventually, I will see there, to see whether we continue to throw obstacles on the ground, you breathe, you, you as long as you can breathing, holding my hand ...