Sinking Ships

Oh mama can you see the sinking ships
in my eyes in my tears can you see
the glass bones that hold me together are breaking at my hips?
and can you see the lies on my lips
and the memories tearing at my brain are of he
oh mama can you see those sinking ships?
and even in my head, that terrible sound that clicks
and clacks and clatters oh mama i can't take the noise can't you see
the glass bones that hold me together are breaking at my hips?
he is always in the dark, he's watching, my stomach dips
but I'm not fast enough and he steals it away
Oh mama can you see the sinking ships?
and there's nothing left. Nothing left but the bullet that clips
my shoulder and my blood on the floor and nothing's left of me
the glass bones that hold me together are breaking at my hips
and I'm like humpty dumpty but more like a mess of cement that slips
right off when i try to stand and i crumble like he
Oh mama can you see the sinking ships?
The glass bones that hold me together are breaking at my hips.

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