Sailboats
Simple story
Simple worries
Simple life
Simple morning
Simple night
Opened eyes staring at the ceiling
All I do is yell at this mic
Cause I can't contain the hate and anger
Body shaking
Mind go blind
Coolness breaking and a sigh
Fuck these cuts on my god-damn arms
Fuck these cuts on my legs, my soul
The holes in my memories
Containing shame and low
I got four sailboats on me
Always hiding
Got four sailboats on me
To remind me
The time my hope could barely float
My body pulling it down
How flawed human mind can be
Yelling shit internally
Wrinkles on the surface showing externally
Your voice is always there to remind me
People don't know shit about happy
We used to meet up during recess
Always surprised me
How many times amongst the damaged and their cigarettes
A damaged soul takes another breath
A sigh away to realize and digress
The stress, a mess to process what's next
A single breath
A single quiver
Motionless arms
A relentless shiver
Gave me rest but took my liver
I'm a distorted reflection in a restless river
The water's red.
The water's gold tonight
As I float through the strokes of Géricault
As I float on that dreadful sailboat
The water's cold
I'm growing old enough
Float away as you watch me from the shore
Float away cause I can't swim no no more
How do you know?
Your tears are ill
How do you ask for a pill?
How do you feel?
When all has led to you and me
Sitting in a shameful tree
But the only apples we can see
Are the ones that we set free
Real pain is embarrassing
Pain is embracing
Dead skin
Yesterday caressing
Presence is menacing
Presence is racing
Chasing
Erasing everything
We don't mean anything
But we disgracing
Lacing
Faith to our failing cause
Water can't wash my god-damn scars
I cut the sails and I clench my jaws
The water's red.
The water's gold tonight
As I float through the strokes of Géricault
As I float on that dreadful sailboat
The water's cold
I'm growing old enough
Float away as you watch me from the shore
Float away cause I can't swim no no more
The water's red.
The water's gold tonight
As I float through the strokes of Géricault
As I float on that dreadful sailboat
The water's cold
I'm growing old enough
Float away as you watch me from the shore
Float away cause I can't swim no no more
Simple worries
Simple life
Simple morning
Simple night
Opened eyes staring at the ceiling
All I do is yell at this mic
Cause I can't contain the hate and anger
Body shaking
Mind go blind
Coolness breaking and a sigh
Fuck these cuts on my god-damn arms
Fuck these cuts on my legs, my soul
The holes in my memories
Containing shame and low
I got four sailboats on me
Always hiding
Got four sailboats on me
To remind me
The time my hope could barely float
My body pulling it down
How flawed human mind can be
Yelling shit internally
Wrinkles on the surface showing externally
Your voice is always there to remind me
People don't know shit about happy
We used to meet up during recess
Always surprised me
How many times amongst the damaged and their cigarettes
A damaged soul takes another breath
A sigh away to realize and digress
The stress, a mess to process what's next
A single breath
A single quiver
Motionless arms
A relentless shiver
Gave me rest but took my liver
I'm a distorted reflection in a restless river
The water's red.
The water's gold tonight
As I float through the strokes of Géricault
As I float on that dreadful sailboat
The water's cold
I'm growing old enough
Float away as you watch me from the shore
Float away cause I can't swim no no more
How do you know?
Your tears are ill
How do you ask for a pill?
How do you feel?
When all has led to you and me
Sitting in a shameful tree
But the only apples we can see
Are the ones that we set free
Real pain is embarrassing
Pain is embracing
Dead skin
Yesterday caressing
Presence is menacing
Presence is racing
Chasing
Erasing everything
We don't mean anything
But we disgracing
Lacing
Faith to our failing cause
Water can't wash my god-damn scars
I cut the sails and I clench my jaws
The water's red.
The water's gold tonight
As I float through the strokes of Géricault
As I float on that dreadful sailboat
The water's cold
I'm growing old enough
Float away as you watch me from the shore
Float away cause I can't swim no no more
The water's red.
The water's gold tonight
As I float through the strokes of Géricault
As I float on that dreadful sailboat
The water's cold
I'm growing old enough
Float away as you watch me from the shore
Float away cause I can't swim no no more
Credits
Writer(s): Tomas Morgan
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