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Dead Men Tell No Tales Lyrics - Singles - The Receiving End Of Sirens

I'll be the salt that resides 

From the water that drains from your eyes 

The sting that burns your open wounds 

 

I'll flood the ground 

I swear on your grave I'll bury this town 

But not for me, no, never for me 

No, not for me, no, never 

 

We have tested the buoyancy of loyalty 

You left our lungs for canteens 

You left out ankles for anchors 

 

We thought your arms were tied behind your back 

But elastic bands tied your hands 

You swim with reckless 

 

Abandon ship! Mayday! Mayday! 

Swim toward shore 

Our captain is overboard 

He punctured holes in the floorboards 

To flood the bow just in time to bow out 

 

Abandon ship! 

Swim towards shore 

He's over bored and overboard 

 

Left in the wake 

We man our own driftwood orphanage 

A second-hand sailor's fleet to flee 

 

Left in the wake 

We man our own driftwood orphanage 

Captain is over bored and overboard 

Captain kept calling 

 

Abandon ship! Mayday! Mayday! 

Swim toward shore 

Our captain is overboard 

He punctured holes in the floorboards 

To flood the bow just in time to bow out 

 

Abandon ship! 

Swim towards shore 

He's over bored and overboard 

He's over bored and overboard 

 

And there's nothing you can do 

When water ruins the maps we drew 

Mayday! Mayday! 

Save us from this drowning vessel 

 

And there's nothing you can do 

When water ruins the maps we drew 

Mayday! Mayday! 

Save us from this drowning vessel 

 

I'll be the salt that resides 

From the water that drains from your eyes 

The sting that burns your open wounds 

 

I'll flood the ground 

I swear on your grave I'll bury this town 

But not for me, no, never for me 

 

We have tested the buoyancy of loyalty 

You left our lungs for canteens 

You left out ankles for anchors 

 

We thought your arms were tied behind your back 

But elastic bands tied your hands 

You swim with reckless 

 

And there's nothing you can do 

When water ruins the maps we drew 

Mayday! Mayday! 

Save us from this drowning vessel 

 

And there's nothing you can do 

When water ruins the maps we drew 

Mayday! Mayday! 

Save us from this drowning vessel 

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