Dead Men Tell No Tales letra

I'll be the salt that resides from the water that drains from your eyes,
The sting that burns your open wounds.
I'll flood the ground. I swear on your grave I'll bury this town,
But not for me, not never for me.
We have tested the buoyancy of loyalty.
You left our lungs for canteens.
You left out ankles for anchors.
We thought your arms were tied behind your back,
But elastic bands tied your hands.
You swim with reckless abandon.
Abandon ship! Mayday! Mayday!
Swim toward shore!
Our captain is overboard; he punctured holes in the floorboards
To flood the bow just in time to bow out.
Abandon ship! Swim towards shore!
He's over bored and overboard.
Left in the wake, we man our own driftwood orphanage.
Captain is over bored and overboard.
Captain is calling.
And there's nothing you can do when water ruins the maps we drew.
Mayday! Mayday! Save us from this drowning vessel!

The Receiving End Of Sirens - Letras

• ...Then I Defy You, Stars
• A Realization Of The Ear
• Bell Book And Candle
• Broadcast Quality
• Dead Men Tell No Tales
• Epilogue
• Flee The Factory
• Oubliette (Disappear)
• Pale Blue Dot
• Planning A Prision Break
• Planning a Prison Break
• Saturnus
• Shirtsleeves
• Smoke And Mirrors
• Stay Small
• Superman
• Swallow People Whole
• The Art Of Subversion
• The Crop And The Pest
• The Evidence
• The Heir Of Empty Breath
• The Music Of The Spheres
• The Race
• The Rival Cycle
• The Salesman, The Husband, The Lover
• The War Of All Against All
• Then I Defy You, Stars
• This Armistice
• Venona
• Vertigo Unconsciousness
• Wanderers