White Whale (feat. Joe Horton) - Kristoff Krane

Tattoo the white whale

Across my backside

Only bit once

But it’s enough to keep me alive

Tattoo the white whale

Across my backside

If I live to see the next sun

It’s because he died

I’m talking sacred as the night

That laid my body on the stone slab

Made me choose between whether

I’m staying here

Or going back

Ringing in my ear drums

Running out of breath

Reason disappears

Spirit rising from my chest

Poking at my face

Making it quite clear

There’s always blood to sacrifice

In places they don’t fight fair

Suit yourself soldier

Training camp is almost done

Now finish washing up your brain

Grab the remote and load your gun

I refuse to refill a prescription I don’t need

Or fulfill the duties of some shoes I don’t fit in

The old me’s addicted

To the new world order

But the new me’s withdrawing

From the old world vision

Plug the flood

From the perspective of a rain drop

Hung to dry, dead by a thread

Coming out our clothes

It’s evident we aren’t cut from the same cloth

Learning how to cope with chaos and we’re getting' close