This vessels going steady forward
But steady forward just happens to be down
Sea water displaced the oxygen in our lungs
And clutched our successes
And prepared to drown
They'll tell this tale for ages to come
Bout our triumphs and failures
But when they utter our names
Oh they'll bite their tongues
Because they know were better off as fading memories
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