SquidInSunglasses
Bluelighter
This despotic commotion breeds the rise of the ocean
We're beginning to choke in the wake of the boat, set sail
Crouching with my cracked cranium in my hands
I gaze down at the earth to dredge up escape plans
It feels like the morning air is throwing ice picks at my face
But this is the day that we have to stand tall and embrace
I know we're gonna lose control
Yeah, lose control
Time is of the essence
I know we're gonna lose control
Yeah, lose control
Haunted by your presence
We're beginning to choke in the wake of the boat, set sail
Crouching with my cracked cranium in my hands
I gaze down at the earth to dredge up escape plans
It feels like the morning air is throwing ice picks at my face
But this is the day that we have to stand tall and embrace
I know we're gonna lose control
Yeah, lose control
Time is of the essence
I know we're gonna lose control
Yeah, lose control
Haunted by your presence