Overboard

I need to find a family
That will shelter me
I'm a chore
Bad luck and coincidence
Are my famous friends
I am sure
Drop me from the pedestal
Certifiable
What's one more

I'm waiting on the bow of a ship
For my fingers to slip
I'm overboard
I'm riding on a set of flat ropes
To the afterlife boats
I'm overboard
I'm drowning in my own state of mind
It's a hell of a time
I'm overboard
My voice is yours
Speak up
And make it count

I wanna flood the citadel
It is hot as hell
In this hole
Bottle up the champion
His work is never done
A moving goal
Bittersweet celebrity
Full of modesty
But no soul

I'm waiting on the bow of a ship
For my fingers to slip
I'm overboard
I'm riding on a set of flat ropes
To the afterlife boats
I'm overboard
I'm drowning in my own state of mind
It's a hell of a time
I'm overboard
My voice is yours
Speak up
And make it count

I'm waiting on the bow of a ship
For my fingers to slip
I'm overboard
I'm riding on a set of flat ropes
To the afterlife boats
I'm overboard
I'm drowning in my own state of mind
It's a hell of a time
I'm overboard
My voice is yours
Speak up
And make it count



Credits
Writer(s): Patrick Scanlon
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