Sunkissed Disco Buccaneer

Lyrics

Set the bar real low, fake a pull up for the show The dawn treader on the go in my wake down below Davey Jones Locker know my flow Shiv the shank walk the plank there she blows Where did she come from where did she go? Where did she come from cross eyed moe? Kain’t fade the funk of my rudderless boat Flailing paddles no steam just smoke Kain’t hear the cries of my hopeless goodbyes Sinking beneath the waves of half baked ideas and reluctant tries (Finish): Captain of a ship made of duct tape dreams Sailin’ on a map drawn in kid-crayon schemes Compass just spins like the news counts sins I shake hands with failure we best friend twins Got sea legs but they both fell asleep Startled by my shadow, apologize to the streets Parrot on my shoulder just judging my fit Like “bro you really wore that with this?” Anchor made of hope and unpaid tabs Treasure chest full of maybe’s and coulda-hads Storm in a teacup, hurricane in my head Talk big game, then go back on what I said I’m the legend of bloke smoke, strokin a myth of the try Almost-made-it king no crown with an alibi sigh If confidence was wind I’d still be becalmed Wavin’ at success like “nah you go on” When did I peak? Probably third grade talent show Lost my crown to a kid with a kazoo solo Still float though, on vibes and jokes Ship half sunk but I’m crackin’ one more yolk Rudder still broken, but I wave like It’s fine Smile on deck while I rearrange decline Ain’t never been nobody like me, it’s true— Even my failures say, “man… this foo.”