Letra de Shipwitch
Microcosms – Logic Problems – Fluctuate through this state
Inebriations keep the patience – Sitting shotgun – Running races
Worlds weaving – Fabric bleeding – Past the lines left on our faces
Infantile infantry, a post war pouch of poverty

Children breathing – Mothers leaving – Scars are set inside our minds
Parachute seizes – Puzzle pieces – pick them up to vies the splendor
Mind control – Flag on a pole – be weary of the bug eyed lender
Zealous needing – Souls are bleeding – fire rising in their eyes

Spies – Lies – Wearing ties, the miser wiser running high
Sitting back on Custard's chair – Listen breathing brother bear
Spies – Lies – Wearing ties, the wiser miser sitting in a ditch
A ship's arriving to late to save a drowning witch