Dragged into the low tide
By forces that I can't fight
I'm drowning and I'm waist-high
But I'm tired of the wayside the wayside
Fixated on a fake life
Enchanted by a backlight
Doomed by a device
But I'm tired of the wayside the wayside
Yeah I don't really need that love
Cuz I know that I'll be enough
Yeah I don't really need that love
I'm tired of the red eyes the red eyes the red eyes
I tried to disappear
But was pulled into the mirror
My future never clearer
I'm cheek to cheek with my fear, I fear
Yeah I don't really need that love
Cuz I know that I'll be enough
Yeah I don't really need that love
I'm tired of the red eyes the red eyes the red eyes
Every time I look down the barrel of a lens
I can't help but feeling hollow I just try to pretend
Yeah I don't really need that love
Cuz I know that I'll be enough
Yeah I don't really need that love
I'm tired of the red eyes the red eyes the red eyes
Every time I look down the barrel of a lens
I can't help but feeling hollow I just try to pretend