Navigating The Windward Passage

Drinking death wish, knives can't save this
Glass-eyed slack-jaws, scream from saved phones
I've got it wrong time and again, told every song
You've got answers, killing fleas
Swoon in disaster, so invent or meet
Drop me in your fishbowl, I'm dying
Breathe through your tight vision hole

Dead man in dead dreams

When I'm gone, you won't miss me
You're dying to fist me
Out of the closet and into the fire
Out of these dumb little quips that inspire
Over and over rage and rage as you know

You're lifeless, you're sticky
Kicking dead cows, fuck your sound
One shot, all wrong
One line, all gone

Cry for yourselves, I'll die with my own hell
These words are my missed grave that we share time after time
Chokes my life out, you ask yourselves what I'm crying about
These tears are falling, I'm wet in dead fears
You cry for your protest, I say, "Yeah, I don't care"
I couldn't care less, I don't answer to you
I couldn't care less if your ripples crash through

Dead man in dead dreams
When I'm gone, you won't miss me
You're dying to fist me
Out of the closet and into the fire
Out of these dumb little quips that inspire
Over and over rage and rage as you know
You're lifeless, you're sticky
Kicking dead cows, fuck your sound

When it's all said and done
Do you really think that you were the only one?
Who were here before you, you'll be here when you're gone
Another living, humming protest song

Out of the closet and into the fire
Out of these dumb little quips that inspire
Over and over rage and rage as you know
You're lifeless, you're sticky
Kicking dead cows, fuck your sound

Fuck your sound, yeah, yeah