| [ti:Sinking Ship ] | |
| [ar:Balthazar] | |
| [al:] | |
| [00:03.02] | |
| [00:14.30] | I can feel it coming up and spreading inside of me |
| [00:25.64] | It warms the blood and it eats away the memory |
| [00:33.52] | From my pen you expected the sweet honey to drip |
| [00:41.16] | But the words come out like rats leaving a sinking ship |
| [00:49.16] | Yeah look at them run |
| [01:06.88] | Your famous discretion, how you so proudly call it, |
| [01:14.72] | Well, I'm afraid, honey, that it crumbled down to the powder in your wallet |
| [01:23.50] | And all the different shapes and forms which you control |
| [01:31.50] | From the whitest and purest to the whore of alcohol |
| [01:38.85] | Ah look at her run |
| [01:55.59] | We'll get to know your sad side again. |