Tonight we sail the wide low wind Rolling her homeward with blood on our knives! Who'd a known, you're a deviant sister Guts on your blouse You're worth your own weight In diamonds – a dozen Sailing to nowhere Vapor to float on Still we roll on through the night
Tattling systems trading in lies Taken down by the hounds One by one Longing to find our way out Following the ghost down
Running in circles A mouse on the table I try to feel but just don't Curling and dead inside "Go on and cut him in half" said I
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