Dead sea
A night of fiction to raise a level endorse a brand to fund a name i thought this ship would sail free
Not directly toward the dead sea take my neck one hand breaks the air this hand got lost searching
For something this place took away trust in our lines this place took away trust in our freedom be the
First to talk to security tell them we've gone one too far how does the response hold up that we only
Drink to forget about this place they'll fight for no one to vent and shout they'll run away from family
Just to form another the facts are covered by a branded exterior their lines written said arrange told
And read but not explained never explained measure this time which way is the compa** directing
When the night signs suggest indications connecting this scene is like the dead sea minus silence life
Here cannot flourish this scene is like a cemetery where the dead are lying still.