XIV - Fathoms

you forget that i remember when we got drunk,

when we got dumped, who you loved and who you fucked

but thats just growing up

stolen glances and fucked up chances

i feel so removed from my youth

i never moved on i just gave up

we spend year to year

wasting our lives from pier to pier

were not growing up

were just growing

squeeze blood from all the stones on the beach

and put this part of our lives to peace

while the sea swallows the sun whole

lets forget this place was ever our home

i never moved on i just gave up

we spend year to year

wasting our lives from pier to pier

were not growing up

were just growing

i found myself at the bottom of these bottles,

dwelling on the past and what i have become,

theres no future here and i have to leave,

these streets, these streets, these streets

offer nothing to me

but I’m still searching for a way out

i could follow this coast into a shallow grave