youve done your time, now try and leave. theres a lot of life and a lot of time to bleed. try and cope with what youve done and the burning taste of
eyes That's diamonds, cocaine, and burners on my thighs Raw like peeblo, guns and mink coats Light up canoes, till titanics, I sink ships Love doing
am i sitting here thinking how to make amends oh i could bite my lip and dye my roots and start again say you were always right but that would be cheating
this ship, this ship's sinking We will not reach the shore We will not reach the shore, reach the shore This ship's sinking This ship's sinking This
pardon me I'm hardily congested fans so down they doubt Jones investments but we the blue chip give you that new shit ship is never sinking we avoiding
I know what lies beneath I've seen the flash of teeth Conspiring with the reef To sink our ship The wind's a cheating wife Her tongue a thirsty knife
That's diamonds, cocaine, and burners on my thighs Raw like peeblo, guns and mink coats Light up canoes, til titanics I sink ships Love doing bitches
ever seen in my eyes was your own reflection My life will never be a bandage for your broken dreams I'm not the lifeboat to your sinking ship Life my
it without a conscience they destroy and that's a thing that they enjoy they're a sickness that's in all of our minds they want to sink the ship and leave
they destroy And that's a thing that they enjoy They're a sickness that's in all of our minds They want to sink the ship and leave The way they laugh
crew there's treachery, a mutiny is brewing The first mate draws his cutlass forth, towards the captain challenging a duel You've sentenced us to a watery grave, this ship will sink
sink ships, confidentiality raised (yea!) Look around (round), it ain't hard to tell my life is sweet I get down (down), where niggas chop ya head off if ya cheat
I know what lies beneath, I've seen the flash of teeth. Conspiring with the reef to sink our ship. The wind's a cheating wife, her tongue a thirsty knife
the crew there's treachery, a mutiny is brewing The first mate draws his cutlass forth, towards the captain challenging a duel You've sentenced us to a watery grave, this ship will sink