If you want something sweet
Then look the other way
This ship's going down
But the crew is here to stay
This is a bad decision
But could it get much worse?
Old scents bring it back to me
The feeling of forgetting to breath
I've been here before
Have faith that it won't hurt
Scratched up, hide my face
I'm angry, you're drunk
It's going down, I'm telling you
We're going to drown, but I'm not letting go
Old scents bring it back to me
The feeling of forgetting to breath
I've been here before
Have faith that it won't hurt