Crimson Tide

Destroyer

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    I was like the laziest river
    A vulture predisposed to eating off floors
    No wait, I take that back
    I was more like an ocean
    Stuck inside hospital corridors

    My condition in general
    Despite what they say, improves
    So I could care less on a night like this
    I'm on the lookout for anything that moves
    Crimson tide

    I know when to hold 'em
    And I know when to leave
    I know where to go
    And I know how to breathe
    I know how you blow bubbles

    You can look at the world
    till you don't know what you done
    You can follow a salary to the bottom of the ocean
    Is that yours? Throw it in the pot
    I thought I was smart, I'm not
    I thought I was sick and dying

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    Chicken-shit singers paying their dues
    A circus mongrel sniffing for clues
    You watch the blonde make mincemeat of the brunette
    An actress pays her debt
    To Satan again and again

    I say it, I don't know, just 'cause
    A child coos sweet nothings to a box of fuzz
    He's not a child, he's twenty-five
    He's never felt so alive, crimson tide

    One more dead rich runaway, who gives a shit?
    Must be nice, must be the rain
    When lightning strikes twice
    The funeral goes completely insane
    The funeral's insane
    The funeral's insane
    The funeral's insane

    Vicious stampede, a vile promenade
    But in china teacups, two fools find love
    Back at Hotel Paral·lel, hysteria, I can feel it
    She says get into the zone, the zone is brimstone and wire
    You open your mouth to watch your teeth shudder
    At the mirror, at the clutter

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    Composition: Dan Bejar

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