| Song | The Ebbing of the Tide |
| Artist | The Casting Out |
| Album | Go Crazy! Throw Fireworks |
| 作曲 : The Casting Out | |
| Sirens scream northern winds | |
| Pull me back without defense | |
| I smash against the rocks again | |
| Shipwreck beaten down | |
| Lost at sea with broken sounds | |
| Calling me from all around | |
| So I give what I have left tonight | |
| I give it all back without a fight | |
| And I've already lost my mind | |
| So many times | |
| I stand cold and hollowed eyed | |
| Against the ebbing of the tide | |
| Oh my, oh my | |
| Against the ebbing of the tide | |
| Fear of how this will end | |
| Analogies that help pretend | |
| That this is art not incompetence | |
| Straying from simply put | |
| Disguised with arrogance and hooks | |
| For washed up faith and dirty looks | |
| So I give what I have left tonight | |
| I give it all back without a fight | |
| And I've already lost my mind | |
| So many times | |
| I stand cold and hollowed eyed | |
| Against the ebbing of the tide | |
| Oh my, oh my | |
| Against the ebbing of the tide | |
| Through this years | |
| Through this years | |
| Through this years | |
| Through this years | |
| This is my | |
| Last tragic embrace | |
| My last reason to say | |
| I'm getting over dramatic | |
| But kinda like it that way | |
| I feel so self absorbed | |
| And it's embarrassing | |
| When there's no cause to believe | |
| Not as I'll ever see | |
| That you'll hear these words | |
| And they'll mean anything | |
| It's getting easy to laugh | |
| It's getting harder to breathe | |
| God I got to.. | |
| Stop drinking alone, stop drinking alone | |
| Yeah, I got to.. | |
| Stop drinking alone, stop drinking alone | |
| Through this years | |
| Through this years | |
| Through this years | |
| Through this years | |
| Through the ebbing of the tide |
| zuò qǔ : The Casting Out | |
| Sirens scream northern winds | |
| Pull me back without defense | |
| I smash against the rocks again | |
| Shipwreck beaten down | |
| Lost at sea with broken sounds | |
| Calling me from all around | |
| So I give what I have left tonight | |
| I give it all back without a fight | |
| And I' ve already lost my mind | |
| So many times | |
| I stand cold and hollowed eyed | |
| Against the ebbing of the tide | |
| Oh my, oh my | |
| Against the ebbing of the tide | |
| Fear of how this will end | |
| Analogies that help pretend | |
| That this is art not incompetence | |
| Straying from simply put | |
| Disguised with arrogance and hooks | |
| For washed up faith and dirty looks | |
| So I give what I have left tonight | |
| I give it all back without a fight | |
| And I' ve already lost my mind | |
| So many times | |
| I stand cold and hollowed eyed | |
| Against the ebbing of the tide | |
| Oh my, oh my | |
| Against the ebbing of the tide | |
| Through this years | |
| Through this years | |
| Through this years | |
| Through this years | |
| This is my | |
| Last tragic embrace | |
| My last reason to say | |
| I' m getting over dramatic | |
| But kinda like it that way | |
| I feel so self absorbed | |
| And it' s embarrassing | |
| When there' s no cause to believe | |
| Not as I' ll ever see | |
| That you' ll hear these words | |
| And they' ll mean anything | |
| It' s getting easy to laugh | |
| It' s getting harder to breathe | |
| God I got to.. | |
| Stop drinking alone, stop drinking alone | |
| Yeah, I got to.. | |
| Stop drinking alone, stop drinking alone | |
| Through this years | |
| Through this years | |
| Through this years | |
| Through this years | |
| Through the ebbing of the tide |