Your leash is short your whip is long,it looks like rain(it looks like rain)your eyes are clouds they'll melt this ice(it looks like rain)

So turn this tide and step aside,i'm so far done with this now,i'm getting sick from soaking wet,bring the storm,bring us home....end this

So close your eyes,cover your ears

It will all pass over soon,before you know i'll be gone left to drown you'll have your crown

We are walking on thin ice,the lake is shallow cold as ice,i'm meet you at the bottom she said,i'll meet you at the end

This is the perfect storm sent from hell but i wont morn,it looks like rain