Bankrupt Sea
I don't wanna drown in Bankrupt Sea
I don't wanna drown in Bankrupt Sea
I gotta pay these fees
I've smoked too much tree
I've gotta sell out
So they'll pay me
These devil leaves
Make me think clearly
Oh I don't wanna drown in this bankrupt sea
I don't wanna drown in Bankrupt Sea
Sell my soul
Make some gold
It makes me whole
Why don't you use my body
Take me home
To your forbidden zone
There's blood on the stone
Why don't you sacrifice me
Why would
They hurt me so
Oh they know I will never leave
How can I
Escape this hole
Oh they know I'll die in poverty
No distortion
You've gotta write a hit
You're so full of shit
I can't take this
The Devil runs it all
You're at their call
You've become a thrall
You'll starve until you fall
Why would
They hurt me so
Oh they know I will never leave
How can I
Escape this hole
Oh they know I'll die in poverty
Why would
They hurt me so
Oh they know I will never leave
How can I
Escape this hole
Oh they know I'll die in poverty
Maybe we can find a way
To escape this poor landscape
Maybe we can find a way
To make some fucking money
Maybe we can find a way
To escape this poor landscape
Maybe we can find a way
To make some fucking money
Maybe we can
Maybe we can
Make some fucking money
I don't wanna drown in Bankrupt Sea
I gotta pay these fees
I've smoked too much tree
I've gotta sell out
So they'll pay me
These devil leaves
Make me think clearly
Oh I don't wanna drown in this bankrupt sea
I don't wanna drown in Bankrupt Sea
Sell my soul
Make some gold
It makes me whole
Why don't you use my body
Take me home
To your forbidden zone
There's blood on the stone
Why don't you sacrifice me
Why would
They hurt me so
Oh they know I will never leave
How can I
Escape this hole
Oh they know I'll die in poverty
No distortion
You've gotta write a hit
You're so full of shit
I can't take this
The Devil runs it all
You're at their call
You've become a thrall
You'll starve until you fall
Why would
They hurt me so
Oh they know I will never leave
How can I
Escape this hole
Oh they know I'll die in poverty
Why would
They hurt me so
Oh they know I will never leave
How can I
Escape this hole
Oh they know I'll die in poverty
Maybe we can find a way
To escape this poor landscape
Maybe we can find a way
To make some fucking money
Maybe we can find a way
To escape this poor landscape
Maybe we can find a way
To make some fucking money
Maybe we can
Maybe we can
Make some fucking money
Credits
Writer(s): Austin Kennah
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