Casseroleplay // Go to Bed Lyrics

To the siren's serenade

A choice was made

We did concede concertedly

So lace 'em up, raise a cup, and dowse the anchor light

We're setting sail tonight

Roll up your sleeves, there'll be no reprieve

For the the punishment so ardently achieved

Spans unbound we ran aground

Shattering six ribs of our good ship

The shadow cast by its broken mast

Brought a fitting end to this foolhearted experiment

Bleeding out before my steadfast and faithful crew

Privy to the struggle. Aware of the elaborate ruse

Breathing sand and I think that I landed wrong

Someone drag my body it's time that we were moving along

From these calamities immortalized through song

I lost a fraction of my face

With all rationale erased

Unabatedly berated

It's just a matter of fact

But it light of all attacks

And the breath we can't get back

Scarlet waves pull at the dissipating light behind our eyes

In a liquid shell, our t-cells convalesce

So please just let us rest

Safe beneath these raging waters

Dim frivolity and fodder casually sealing our fate

Well I just can't wait to lie in this bed that we made

Swirling, swaying

Where'd my body go?

What's this golden glow?

Oh me, it's blistering

Boiling flesh away

Satan take the reigns now

Damn, I think I'm coming around

So we gasped for air and our hearts did beat

Underwhelmed by this hellish near-defeat

This here's our song and it ain't no swan

So oh, baby, come on

I said yeah, alright

Pick it up, pick it up, put it down

Though I'm no shipwright, I've discerned

To mend this thing from bow to stern

Without a proper dry-dock or a toolset

Cause what you can do for yourself you should do for yourself

What you can do for yourself you should do

Until it's working out

As the tide rolled in

We wandered through these streets again

With the salt from our skin a testament to the night

With old obsessions left for dead

And transgressions of heart or of head

You get home, you get stoned, then you go to bed

To the detriment of every plan best laid

The disavowal of your nose just to spite your face

In light of former lives we've led

And a warmth so decidedly shed

You get home, you get stoned, and then you go to bed

You get home, you get stoned, and then you go to bed