Testo di Sink

Those tail lights from a drizzly night As you leave for your mothers house It felt like a little boat had left its shore and I’m on land Chin to chest All days conclude Chin to chest And just regrets For I will row my boat In no direction now For I don’t need no compass I just need to sink In the sea Ending a week is like starting one For I see nothing ahead An empty flat and frozen food And those pictures of you Chin to chest All days conclude Chin to chest And just regrets For I will row my boat In no direction now For I don’t need no compass I just need to sink In the sea In the sea