Adelleda - Sailors love to get stoned lyrics

rate me

It's like a tidal wave inside my brain eroding every thought away

Blindfolded I try to spear gun down my own tail of blame

Intelligentsia, mediums, media, cameras with heat-seaking wit

These couches are like butter to their little bullets

So relax before you sit down near the outlet on the wall

This is the one-shot America

Let the signs decide the wrong and right

Drop some shells tonight

And sort the rubble in the morning along the coastline

We are, we are

We are the undertow

My nose and lungs burn through as I gently slip below

Millions of tiny bubbles of perspective half-support my body

An image, our future, I feel this and I'm sinking in

This broadcast states exactly how my current flows

A scurvy-ridden rat on just a tiny chunk of wood

Those sharks control the stage, bottomless grey

Everybody's bleeding, frenzied eating

The floodwaters lap at our ceilings

We are, we are

We are the undertow

My nose and lungs burn through as I gently slip below

Let the search begin

The tide is high and the bends are kicking in

No movement

These legs and arms are numb

Waterlogged and sun-burnt, bloated and belly-up now

My eyes are bleeding

Oh no, oh no, oh no

I dove right in

I said my peace

Hypocrital me<br />

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Thanks to razvan