Mourning of another week
The bathroom floor was wet
He clothed himself in wrinkled stains and drew a smoke filled breath
Across the sunrise she arose to the sounds of kids and dying dogs
The world was moist with sadness as the morning, marine fog
Smothered cars with window dew the coffee smells like meth
Hearts weigh anchors down and the ending scene is set
He looked into the mirror and saw a middle finger's pride
She wanted her to last past the mirror until she thought her beauty was a lie
Thrown into an abyss that would eventually perish both
Across the way gathered, silenced by remote...
Sink or swim
Sink or swim
Sink or swim
Sink or swim
He drank until the life just felt like dreams that go to waste
Staring at a dying boy in blankets under fire's hate
I want to watch him live long enough to see that life
Is like a whirpool, it's fun until you drown, goodnight
Sink or swim
Sink or swim
Sink or swim
Sink or swim
She stared at him dissolve until the puddle chilled her feet
The lack of food in her system made her feel a little weak
I want to see her smile but he tends to leave her high
The emptiness consumes them both and smiles tend to die
Sink or swim
Sink or swim
Sink or swim
Sink or swim