Sharks
I get a sinking feeling every morning
On a broken ship inside a storm
Let me scuttle this and I can swim for shore
All I wanted was to cut the anchor, whoa-oh-oh
If I told you that I'd rather live out
My days alone doing what I please
Well whoa-oh-oh, did I say it?
Now that my cover is blown
Do what you want with me, do what you want with me
How did I let my hand show
Hang me or bury me or you can just let me go
Like a photograph inside an album
You say a thousand words before I blink
Let me shutter this and be alone for sure
All I wanted was to dodge your anger, whoa-oh-oh
Never gonna meet a coward's fate, no
Die a thousand deaths inside your arms
Well here I go, gonna say it
If the ship is already sinking, if it's pulling us down to the floor
What's the point in fighting it, baby?
If the ship is already sinking, if it's pulling us down to the floor
What's the point in fighting it?
Get the hell outside of it
Now that my lover is gone
What's the point in fighting it baby?
Pack up and keep moving on
Out there is calling me, so you should just let me
All I wanted was to cut the anchor, whoa-oh-oh
On a broken ship inside a storm
Let me scuttle this and I can swim for shore
All I wanted was to cut the anchor, whoa-oh-oh
If I told you that I'd rather live out
My days alone doing what I please
Well whoa-oh-oh, did I say it?
Now that my cover is blown
Do what you want with me, do what you want with me
How did I let my hand show
Hang me or bury me or you can just let me go
Like a photograph inside an album
You say a thousand words before I blink
Let me shutter this and be alone for sure
All I wanted was to dodge your anger, whoa-oh-oh
Never gonna meet a coward's fate, no
Die a thousand deaths inside your arms
Well here I go, gonna say it
If the ship is already sinking, if it's pulling us down to the floor
What's the point in fighting it, baby?
If the ship is already sinking, if it's pulling us down to the floor
What's the point in fighting it?
Get the hell outside of it
Now that my lover is gone
What's the point in fighting it baby?
Pack up and keep moving on
Out there is calling me, so you should just let me
All I wanted was to cut the anchor, whoa-oh-oh
Credits
Writer(s): Adam Glaser, Tom Stephens, Mike Farrell, Stephen Chen, Thomas Sikes, John-michael Parker
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