En Garde

Capsized

On your shore

I'll never be a sailor to your words placed

Like a throne

Buried with the bruise beneath your bones

Find your way through

I'll never be a vulture to your fuse

Short fuse

Come away with me

Under this valuable sea

I went along with you

Underneath malleable truth

Anchored this in last place

I'll never be the gun before your race

False start, false start

No chase

Face down, remember

We're just playing the part, we're just playing the part

We're just playing the part, playing the part

Now it's out of control, it's running out of control

You're running out of control, out of control

Come away with me

Under this valuable sea

I went along with you

Underneath malleable truth

Underneath this valuable proof

I went along with you