Besedila: Parkway Drive. Horizons. Boneyards.

Take all the sentiments
Of a Cold Blooded cynic
So believe me when i say
I would love nothing more
Then for everything
To end in misery
Concrete shoes, rising tides
Grey Skies let none survive
Go.
Don't say I didn't warn you
I would rather see your face in hell
than speak another word of this perfect world
I would rather see your face in hell
than speak another word of this perfect world
oh
of this perfect world
oh to be buried Beneath the waves
A Sailors grave is all i crave
bury me, bury me
5000 fathoms deep
and leave my bones for the depths
The sharpest teeth await our skin.
The sharpest teeth await...
Blood lust swarms,
Upon our worthless existence.
The Devil's teeth (the Devil's teeth),
The Devil's teeth,
Beneath our skin.
Whispering of silent vengeance.
Blood debts remain unpaid.
Now every breath of life
Has been betrayed.
Every ideal
Has rusted through.
Nothing we hold brings solace,
Feed us to the sharks.
So let nothing remain,
Feed us to the sea.
To be buried,
Beneath the waves.
A sailors grave it's all I crave.
Bury me (bury me),
5000 fathoms deep.
And leave my bones,
For the depths.
There's blood in the water,
(Sinking, always, sinking).
There's blood in the water,
(Sinking, always, sinking).
There's blood,
In the water.
I would rather see your face in Hell
Than speak another word
Of this perfect fucking world.



(Thanks to robbie for these lyrics and to JLeigh13 and blingboy94 for these corrections)