[ Featuring the Goods of Tomorrow ]
Travelling across the ocean
Searching for a piece of me
But it seems my dreams are in the stars
I am lost
Where have I gone
On a path of self destruction, yes I am aware
Cigarette smoke fills the air
Embers burn and I bite my tongue
Pick up my lighter and spark another one
I am drawn
My masts are all broken
No sails to be set
I'm lost with no direction while I'm searching for myself
My ship's slowly sinking, forgot how to swim
Been f*cked up too long, don't know where to begin
Just stay strong
My masts are all broken
No sails to be set
Just riding the waves until un-Godly ascent
My ship is slowly sinking, forgot how to swim
My reaper has not come, don't know where he has gone
He is lost
