Its a vicious cycle and this frost bite is getting painful
the wailing is fading and Jacks already lost under the sea
i'm sinking
.
.
falling
.
.
a downward spiral that no high can propel me out of
just me this time;
looking up through this dirt tunnel into the vast night sky
wondering
when everything became so far away
when did everything become so far away?
People will say they miss you
but don't be fooled
they don't know the promises or the lies they make
they're on the same ship as you
speaking through the ice water in their lungs
Thinking God will save them.
Distracted by death
the shivering sounds of their last dying breath
Echoes a two toned blue that we can never resuscitate
We're all holding each others heads under just to breathe
who knew air was as precious as gold?
You were as precious as gold
you were so precious to me
and now everyone is sinking
on this dying ship
No one is safe
We can't escape this cold
and you are no longer my gold
