Submarine
Accomplishing one more thing
Breath sour with wine
Oh my God
You’re crumbling inside
Distant and despondent
Toke to sleep most nights
But wake up
And get back in line
You think you’ve got them fooled
How cruel?
How cruel
We hear you dodging questions
You prayed for them to ask
We feel ill
And there's a tear in the mask
Like a submarine, you’re sinking
Cowards watch you crawl
And wonder
“Where does he find the gall?”
You think you’ve got them fooled
How cruel?
How cruel