can't just shake the burden I'll never shake this burden As these clocks tick they echo in my mind Hours weeks spent without you It's dead romantic like a sinking ship
iceberg from 15 miles away The captain orders the ship to "stay the course" "Full speed ahead" shouts the accurst The next thing we heard was, "Rich women and children first" The ship
I almost made it but then, damn, she turned her head Code red Mayday Mayday Mayday Break it on down All was perfect, the ship was sailin' But now it's sinking
hundred miles today I've come a long way I've come along way And never even left L.A. I gunned it down to San Pedro Bay Watched my ship sail in, watched her sail away
more masculine Maybe then I could learn to swim Like 'fourteen miles away' Now floating up and down I spin, colliding into sound Like whales beneath me diving down I'm sinking
MY SHIP OF LOVE IS SINKING IN THE RAIN THE ICY RAIN THE MAST IS BROKEN AND THE SAILS ARE TORN TORN BY NAILS THE CAPTAIN'S ROOM IS BURNING BRIGHT
passing cars, well things got ugly from the start. We saved some money from some crimes and use it all to tattoo the scars. Let the story dilate Mike stayed forty miles away
to me that way I'll be a million miles away I guess, it's just another day in love We're battleships drifting in an alley river Taking hits, sinking
as earthquake [Incomprehensible] I've crash landing on the cloud balloon So let's leave this plane Sky dive away, sky dive away I feel my ship is sinking
that seldom prove to slow me down I laugh this constant pain away so you can't tell But there it lies under the smiles, it drains me mile after mile
, I almost made it, but then, damn, she turned her head, code red break it on down Verse 3: all was perfect, the ship was sailing, but now it's sinking
Bismarck and on that fatal day The Bismarck started firing fifteen miles away 'We gotta sink the Bismarck' was the battle sound But when the smoke had cleared away
I got a piece and I'ma speak mine Telling you the truth I raise the roof With rhymes so hard I'm bulletproof One slip of the lip Could sink your ship
hits before she finishes her sentence as the predicate predicts a swift ending to her presence i could see it coming from a mile away at six hundred miles
hits Before she finishes her sentence As the predicate predicts A swift ending to her presence I could see it coming from a mile away At six hundred miles
the air Crawlin' on the ground, swimmin' in the sea, headin' for me Well, I didn't know if I was for or agin' it He was yellin' and screamin' a mile
surround you Paranoid, what you can't see Paralyzed, is your disease Hypnotized, is all around you I'm at least half a mile away But much further than
