Texty: Hot Rod Circuit. The Underground Is A Dying Breed. Battleship.

I can't eat, I can't sleep
I'm looking up at the satellites
Where did we go wrong this time, whoa

Did you think this through
Do you have the facts
Oh I'm betting on a fight another heart attack

All translation is lost
I'm so exhausted, I'm coming undone

Sinking like a battleship
Am I ever gonna get through this
We're standing on a fault line
Oh this happens all the time

Well I can't think
I'm losing sleep
I'm staring up at the stars tonight
Where did we go wrong this time, whoa

Sinking like a battleship
Am I ever gonna get through this
We're standing on a fault line
Oh this happens all the time

We're sinking like a battleship
We're sinking like a stone
We're barely hanging on
We're sinking like a stone
We're barely hanging on

Sinking like a battleship
Am I ever gonna get through this
We're standing on a fault line
Oh this happens all the time
We're sinking like a battleship