flee to the oceans rocks, and hey baby once you get there, dont stop

March 12, 2011

let us go then you and I
away from endless crowds and all their lies
this city lives and dies on burning rumors
a plague spreading fast, soon to get worse
we left them with enough of our verses to rehearse
and endless argument can be enough to ignite a town
would you hear the drowning sounds of a city that betrayed us
its waves of turncoats now marooning sinking boats
pray for castways floating on shipwrecked egos
our mutiny justified for accords i trust you to keep hidden

The author's comments:
inspired by "were gonna have us a champagne jam" by chiodos,

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