Forward Lyrics - Singles - Sea Is For Sailors

A weak self-proclaimed introspective 

just spit in the face of the common collective 

men who would die (unselected!) 

you've covered your tracks 

the oil in the gears of your old beast 

Sparking that gas soaked heart up in flames 

to blister a void through your hollowed out cave 

try to get some sleep, I fear your pulse dying out 

come put me in my place when you finally come around 

We ain't counting on taking the blame 

God damn, you've corroded your poor father's name 

come around dead man, muster up! 

Oh I can wait till you reap what you've sewn 

Chasing the grave, Chasing the grave 

You got the devil inside you heart 

You got that fire inside you