Breaking Bones for Pirate Gold

My heart can
Leave me now, you can
Break me down to a
Thousand reasons to
Keep on and on at you
Cry at you
Why don't you
Swallow your pride, just
Do what is right for what's

Left
To die
Before I
Go down with this
Ship, survive for a
Lie that I told myself
Tried to compare my
Life to a hero who'd
Save us and amaze us
In the end I've betrayed us

Crown me with cannon fire, I'm
Wreckage to waste
Skeleton kings and their old sovereign rings, if this
Flag is my name then send this ship to flames, all these
Bottles, they speak for each
Heartache you wreak, can't
Drown all my demons if
You're still here breathing, I'm
Dead, awfully
Dead, let these
Riptide sea waters run red

Cursed by a hand
That won't see the land
For another ten thousand years
Scream bloody murdered fears
Leave me now or
Teach me how to
Keep control of the devils old soul in my

Grasp tonight, my
Last goodbye will
Bring to life all these hopeless romantical
Poets to show that
It won't be so long until
Gold we were promised
Is broken before us now

Crown me with cannon fire, I'm
Wreckage to waste
Skeleton kings and their old sovereign rings, if this
Flag is my name then send this ship to flames, all these
Bottles, they speak for each
Heartache you wreak, can't
Drown all my demons if
You're still here breathing, I'm
Dead, awfully
Dead, let these
Riptide sea waters run red

Blood red sea waters, in the
Riptides where they caught us, cannons
Firing for the plaudits, I've been
Slaughtered, drawn, quartered, for the

Sons and for the Daughters, of the
Artists and the Authors, I'm a
Magnet for the Manic, and I
Can't find the will to forget
What they said
Oh before

Before all the madness, fade to
Blackness, can I vanish, before the
Paint spills on our canvas, cause I'm
Hiding all the darkness in my
Art underneath the mattress, through the

Looking glass like I'm Alice, while you're
Looking down from your palace, and the
Saddest part is your lonely
Callous heart never broke til my

Killing spree, cause of what you
Did to me back then, I was
Shooting practice for a
Fuckin' status and I
Can't stand this so

Crown me with cannon fire, I'm
Wreckage to waste
Skeleton kings and their old sovereign rings, if this
Flag is my name then send this ship to flames, all these
Bottles, they speak for each
Heartache you wreak, can't
Drown all my demons if
You're still here breathing, I'm
Dead, awfully
Dead, let these
Riptide sea waters run red

Dead
Dead
Dead
Dead
Dead



Credits
Writer(s): Alfie Roberts
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