Corinna Fugate Undertow
Call me Claudia
I can't stand the sound of my own name
I've covered the mirrors with collages
To conceal the shame
The undertow pulls me low
Ice, it's ice cold
I felt Ophelia reaching out for my hand
But she missed as the moon gently hissed
God dammed undertow
Soft as sand yet hard as a wave
This blood on my hand is here to stay
Ophelia's doing sommersaults on my lawn
She wants me to come out and play
The undertow pulls me low
Ice, it's ice cold
I felt Ophelia reaching out for my hand
But she missed as the moon gently hissed
God dammed undertow
The weight of water on the soul
I'm drowning inside and no ne knows
It could drown any sign of hope
But my life is such a slippery slope
The undertow pulls me low
Ice, it's ice cold
I felt Ophelia reaching out for my hand
But she missed as the moon gently hissed
God dammed undertow
