Sea Is For Sailors - Forward lyrics

A weak self-proclaimed introspective just spit in the face of the common collective men who would die (unselected!) you've covered your tracks the oil in the gears of your old beast Sparking that gas soaked heart up in flames to blister a void through your hollowed out cave try to get some sleep, I fear your pulse dying out come put me in my place when you finally come around We ain't counting on taking the blame God damn, you've corroded your poor father's name come around dead man, muster up! Oh I can wait till you reap what you've sewn Chasing the grave, Chasing the grave You got the devil inside you heart You got that fire inside you