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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