I'm the child of the moon and I'm drunk on waterFeet are heavier than the groundSatan is the master of the disasterI see when I look aroundWe're still trying but we're dyingAll the same as beforeIf we break up we can wake upI'm sorry are you still sore?I'm the child of the moon and I'm drunk on waterI'm the child of the moon and I'm stuck in spaceWatching everything from a different placeI can't even help it anymoreWe can't tie the things we toreWe're still trying but we're dyingAll the same as beforeIf we make up we can break upI'm sorry are you still sore?It's crazy to be thinking about what could have beenTrying to see things clearly, living free of sinBut these things are unavoidable and it's plain to seeSometimes when I'm looking back it's hell on earth to meIt's all falling downAnd I'm sinking faster than I can getAnd I ever thought we'd breathe in, breathe outI'm the child of the moon all by myselfKeeping a distance from everyone elseCan't handle all the judging eyesY'all stop looking if you're wise