Testo: Keep In Touch. Other. Walk The Plank.

Fire hose to my mouth to get your taste out and my favorite sweater smells just like you lighters to all the pictures burn your face out i am happier now without you i am past the point of trying you are past the denying so i think we'll skip the crying you can feed my to the lions they wouldnt like the way i taste im far to bitter im far to bitter they wouldnt like they way i taste im far to bitter im far to bitter this ship has sailed but i will bring it back to kill the crew and ill have the last laugh this ship has sailed but ill bring it back to kill the crew and ill have the last laugh girl walk the plank ill be laughing as your drowning seconds too late there will be noone there to save you well every morning your my wake up call now i wont get out of bed yeah the sun can stalk my window but a pillow on my head yeah i thought our days were crystal but i see that they were just glass and we shattered on the carpet and we left a bloody path