Don't you even try to jettison now This has gone, this has gone as far as i can allow This ships been sinking with you at the helm Straight to hell
, I know it, yea, if I'm sinking Know I feel it, I know you feel it too Across the water, there's a boat that Will take us away Out of the sadness Far
Translation: Weller, Paul. Out Of The Sinking.
Translation: Weller, Paul. Out of the Sinking.
As long as theres air in my lungs as long as theres blood in my vain. I'm a slave to the mirror and a smiling face I wonder: Will you remember my name
My lungs feel like a fish out of water. I'm not going to explain myself again. Now they all resent me for taking what don't belong to me I fucked up
Lovers is this what you call romance? Says baby it?s a game of minds This window?s seen many faces With stains of different kinds Your children lie dead
these words might mean. Surprise the blood in my eyes is getting the best of me. Like a plain burning in the sky I'm a ship about to sink. In a room with
(We the People of the United States, in Order to form a more perfect Union, establish Justice, insure domestic Tranquility , provide for the common defense
The images of these cells are only a memory. And I don't want to hear it until the sun spits you out again. Where'd our lives go we ask the question
downed a bottle, I grabbed a gun And in the morning you won?t remember this song The animals are out, they?re running through the streets [3x] The animals are out
My innocence was lost and nothing was found screams a 12 year old girl you yells to just make a sound. Here only scenery is groups of flashing lights
I was place by machinery my hands are bleeding putting food on the table so my family won't go starving and 'm learning everything everything from you
If I'm lying being nailed to a cross are you the one that is nailing me in? Are you the one thats sulking it in? Are you the one thats rejoicing with
I went wrong My lungs are bleeding and I feel gone The cyanide pill kept under my tongue Helps to keep my mind on track Let's me focus Works it out for me But doesn't work out
The curtains yeah they're laughing in my face again, the hand on the clock oh they tighten up they're grip man. There screaming shadows wearing over
