Smooth Seas Don't Make Good Sailors

Grab the pack of razor blades

Licking neapolitan

Watch it swirl down the drain

Laugh as it sticks to your lips

 

Every pill in the house

Sitting on the hill watching the stars

Knocked out with three left to kill

Smile as you lay on my chest

 

Smooth seas

Don't make good sailors

The Sun's out and the wind blows

Smooth seas

Don't make good sailors

The world seems brighter today

 

Put the bullets in the barrel

Riding the red coaster

Put the gun at eye level

Screaming with a lasting smile

 

Climb to the highest floor

Sing-a-long at the concert

Fall till your face hits the ground

Sing your lungs out

 

Smooth seas

Don't make good sailors

The Sun's out and the wind blows

Smooth seas

Don't make good sailors

The world seems brighter today

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