We've stepped to a tune
I'm leaving far behind
Just a blood red moon
Nothin' fancy in mind
I'm a nautical wreck
I've blocked off your ports
Now you're manning attack
Though I'm stripped to the boards
It's not hard to believe
I'm someone you'd replace
Found your replicants
New dog, a new face
So fly away for good
I'm not your f*cking baby
Some witches burn
Some merit saving