Lyrics: Stefan Pajaro-van de Stadt/Ray Volpe/Jon Lundin
Music: Stefan Pajaro-van de Stadt/Ray Volpe/Jon Lundin
This drought ain't over yet
There's sand in my eyes and my skin's getting dry
I dream of drowning in
The ocean, if it could get me through this
'Cause one day, you'll wake up and wish for the flood
To wash away all the sun
And once you don't know it's the moment it comes
The right's gonna take what it wants
(Take what it wants)
Careful what you wish for
It gets deep when you least expect it
Careful what you wish for
You'll lose yourself in the wreckage
(Ooh, ooh) Who you're getting to, might be the last thing that you do
Careful what you wish for
'Cause your holy onе is gonna pull you under
Careful what you wish for
Careful what you wish for
Might bе the last thing that you do
Might be the last thing that you do
Careful what you wish for
Careful what you wish for
'Cause your holy one is gonna pull you under
Last thing tha-
What you got-
Wait
What you got-
Careful what you wish for
Might bе the last thing that you do
The storm keeps closing in
The sky's getting dark
My breath's getting sharp
I thought I wanted this
In the blink of an eye
Then it ruined my life
I hated that I woke up in a whispering forest
That washed away all the good
But I didn't know it's the moment it comes
I wanted to find the pieces I lost
Careful what you wish for
It gets deep when you least expect it
Careful what you wish for
You'll lose yourself in the wreckage
(Ooh, ooh) Who you're getting to, might be the last thing that you do
Careful what you wish for
'Cause your holy onе is gonna pull you under
Careful what you wish for
Careful what you wish for
Might bе the last thing that you do
Might bе the last thing that you do
Careful what you wish for
Careful what you wish for
Might bе the last thing that you do