Song for the Drowned

First it was a flurry that
Melted to droplets
Was beading through the rivets
And spilling through pockets
In the hull to hell
With this
Untimely storm
The bulk of it now
Comes barreling down
Through the chop
Of the waves
Frothing at the mouth
To swallow me whole
To drag me down
To the deep below
A hell of my own
With a ship as broke
As my childhood home

Never had many friends
Never made any sense
Never said anything
Resembling an offense
Never been proud of me
Always in second place
Never a second chance
Heart always on my sleeve

Why do I hate me
Oh
I make me hate me hate me
Oh
And I'd love to love me
I hate
Hating me

Never had many friends
Never made any sense
Never said anything
Resembling an offense
Never been proud of me
Always in second place
Never a second chance
Heart always on my sleeve

Why do I hate me
Oh
I hate hating me
I'd love to love me
Love, me



Credits
Writer(s): Rob Hardy
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