The Ghost By the Sea

Pack in tight and breath in more

We have reached the solid core

Well beyond the gore

All aglow and reaching for

The chalice that I pissed into

Cover up your sores

And turn in your rewards

And find out where your ride went

If I can't leave

Tight Up high across the cold lips

You're all routed on the same trip

I get paid to wreck the good ship

How could I name?

How could I name you all?

You got passed through all the filters

You get it put down on the same lists

I get paid to wreck the good ships

How could I name?

How could I name you all?