It's the coastline
Old gold teeth
They're tryna cut lines
And ride the forty seas
I missed your phone call
But do you miss me?
They all seem younger now
But my gears must be shifting
Mannequin models out at night
I don't think that I could win that fight
I signed in blood, for the factory
When you hurt you can never be free
The knife was good for the company
We float on by, drain our blood in the sea yeah
What was that you said to me?
What the f*ck did you say to me?
It's the coastline
Old gold teeth
They're tryna cut lines
And ride the forty seas
I missed your phone call
But do you miss me?
They all seem younger now
But my gears must be shifting
It's the coastline
Old gold teeth
They're tryna cut lines
And ride the forty seas
I missed your phone call
But do you miss me?
They all seem younger now
But my gears must be shifting
These ghosts In my veins
Radio transmission has failed
These ghosts in my veins
Spoon full of poison
Go to hell
It's the coastline
Old gold teeth
They're tryna cut lines
And ride the forty seas
I missed your phone call
But do you miss me?
They all seem younger now
But my gears must be shifting
It's the coastline
Old gold teeth
They're tryna cut lines
And ride the forty seas
I missed your phone call
But do you miss me?
They all seem younger now
But my gears must be shifting