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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Nathan Cavaleri
Nathan Cavaleri
Lead Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Nathan Cavaleri
Nathan Cavaleri
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Nathan Cavaleri
Nathan Cavaleri
Producer
Paul Stefanidis
Paul Stefanidis
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

20 knots with a bottle of blue Draped over the bow Choking on French perfume Trampled by diamond shoes Wine fountains red and white Ice sculptures, neon lights On the water, it's quite a night And quite a view Golden sails, cold Black Sea Party on without me Call off security I'll go quietly Help me unlace my leaden shoes Salt water's turning into my muse No apologies I'll go quietly Guess I cried your name too late Drowned out by 808's Guess I could've picked a better time To let you know that I'm hurting, I'm struggling While you're laughing and partying And all the happiness you flaunt Is sending me overboard Golden sails, cold Black Sea Party on without me Call off security I'll go quietly Help me unlace my leaden shoes Salt water's turning into my muse No apologies I'll go quietly Oh, the summer breeze (over I go) The pressure to please (the undertow) And you turn your back (like a good times friend) You knew I'd sink your ship (with the wave of a hand) So I tread (under your starry eyes) Wonderin' how long (before you realise) That the only reason (that you're up in the air) Is 'cause this all times friend was always there Golden sails, cold Black Sea Party on without me Call off security I'll go quietly Help me unlace my leaden shoes Salt water's turning into my muse No apologies I'll go quietly
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