Drop Your Phone In The Sink

Drop the phone in the sink with your dishes
But your soul's gonna eat crown libido as your king
Turn the mirror back to sand life’s too grand
To belittle with all your plans man

The only people getting in tonight
Are getting out of control
Shed your skin peel off your hide
Show off your unveiled soul

Buried underneath all of your worry and doubt
Something or somebody is trying to get out

Rip your heart off your sleeves drag your fingers
Through the sea feel the Moon on your skin
Pour some sand in your gin, make your soul do the wave
Ripping through the night still it don’t apply man

The only people getting in tonight
Better check their mind at the door
Feel your soul throw out your spine
Unchained at a serpentine pour

Buried underneath all of your worry and doubt
Something or somebody is trying to get out

Buried underneath all of your worry and doubt
Something or somebody is trying to get out
Buried underneath all of your worry and doubt
Something or somebody is trying to get out