dont want to see the land, dont want to be alone, we dont need a map if thats alright with you.(sink or swim)dont want to see inside, cant help but feel alone,we dont need a hand if thats alright with you(sink or swim)
must have been drinking, must have been gambling,there is a secret,there is no captain here(the blood of a martyr the ink of a scholar)
where are these dark rooms?
where are these hushed tones?
navigate this nosebleed, navigate this cancer
(youre following one)
dont want to see the land,dont want to be alone, we dont need teeth if thats alright with you.(sink or swim)dont want to save ourselves, cant help but feel mislead, we dont need pills if thats alright with you(sink or swim)
whos manning the helm while we feed the engine?
navigate this nosebleed, navigate this cancer
(youre following one)
reorganize this wreck dont go looking at the stars the answers are not in books yet, ignore the theory of a captain, the answers are not in books yet, please look in working class hearts...
victory of the intelligentsia, victory of self serving blood... a shut out
victory of the short attention spans, victory of us against ourselves... sink swimming
we are lost, who will lead us, we cant see, who will show us now?