A Quote by Oliver Sykes

I can't drown my demons. They know how to swim. — © Oliver Sykes
I can't drown my demons. They know how to swim.
This pen is my only outlet, my only voice, because I have no one else to speak to, no mind but my own to drown in and all the lifeboats are taken and all the life preservers are broken and I don't know how to swim I can't swim I can't swim and it's getting so hard. It's getting so hard. It's like there are a million screams caught inside of my chest but I have to keep them all in because what's the point of screaming if you'll never be heard and no one will ever hear me in here. No one will ever hear me again.
If you ever know a man who tries to drown his sorrows, kindly inform him his sorrows know how to swim.
He tried to drown his troubles but they knew how to swim.
I drank to drown my sorrows, but the damned things learned how to swim.
If I don't know how to swim and two weeks later I know how to swim, I know how to swim.
We all understand situations where it's swim or drown. Sometimes we surprise ourselves when we start swimming and see how well we can do it.
I tried to drown my sorrows, but the bastards learned how to swim, and now I am overwhelmed by this decent and good feeling.
People who drink to drown their sorrow should be told that sorrow knows how to swim.
Remember that everyone you meet is afraid of something, loves something and has lost something. People take different roads seeking fulfillment and happiness. Just because they're not on your road doesn't mean they've gotten lost. If you know someone who tries to drown their sorrows, you might tell them sorrows know how to swim.
On the way I thought about how millions of people drowned so that the first person could learn to swim. The amazing thing is that people still drown.
In the spirit of debunking racial stereotypes, the one that black people don't like to swim, I'm going to tell you how much I love to swim. I love to swim so much that as an adult, I swim with a coach.
Tucker was my safe place for three years, my secure dock in a sea of indecision as I dealt with my father's illness and death. And now I had to sink or swim. It was time to let go...and move on. Slowly, I pushed off from the dock that was Tucker Montgomery and prepared to swim...praying I wouldn't drown.
If you submit to the ocean, you drown. If you try to control the ocean, then you're deluded. You learn how to live with the ocean. You learn how to float, to swim, to be a part of it, to be with it. That is the nature of the Pagan's relationship with nature.
But I think sometimes a person has to be forced underwater to see if they're going to drown or swim.
We are hunting the demons that haunt others. We get a smell and off we go. And you know why, Sunil? You know why we are so good at hunting the demons of others? Because we are so good, gifted even, at stalking and evading our own. But all demons hunters think that they are really heroes, and you know what all heroes need?
Let them think what they liked, but I didn't mean to drown myself. I meant to swim till I sank -- but that's not the same thing.
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