Sailing To Nowhere
Tomorrow I sail the worldLovin, more than I know with blood on my handsWouldn't know, you're a devious sisterGuts on your blouseClose your old ways
And diamonds a dozenSailing to nowhereThey burn and float onStill we move on through the night
Boiling systemsDrain the lotThey go down by their heartsOne by oneLong to findA way upFollowing the ghost down
Running in circlesA mouse on the tableI try to feel, I just don'tHurtin' and dead insideGo on and cut 'em in halfSaid I