Synching Anchors

You were in a void Paranoid of every single corner of your eye Makes you pry through every distant memory Scratching through the shit that you just want to keep buried And I don't blame you Those were trails that were truly meant to sink And don't think for a second all these burdens are yours to carry As the words keep dripping from your lips The grips that keep you fastened fail Blacking out those tragedies and Bitter times that soak into your brain Let's keep 'em out now Travel out and float to better times Tear the drapes that keep the sun out Change the tune and let it go like this It goes like... It goes like... It goes like... It goes like this!