Beaten

I have lost my taste for living
This has all become play acting
And the sky became wild again
It was time
Despite all of our triumph
We never once did rise above
Any of our weaker selves
It was time
Now that all that's left is ugliness
And you're stood at bar there grinning
Now that we've turned against our better selves
Can we admit that we enjoyed it
Can we admit that we enjoyed it
You woke to find me missing
And in my place the skin I've shed
Out the door and down the street
Across the dunes and towards the sea
Across the dunes and towards the sea
And you will see me there
Larking around
All flippers and gills
I am poorly equipped
And I am fully prepared
And you say woe is me
Well fuck you
Woer is me
And I have not forgotten love
And you say woe is me
Well fuck you
Woer is me
I have not forgotten love
And I have not forgotten my true name
You will see me there
Larking around
All flippers and gills
I am poorly equipped
But I am fully prepared
And you say woe is me
Well fuck you
Woer is me
And I have not forgotten love
And you say woe is me
Well fuck you
Woer is me
And I have not forgotten love
And I have not forgotten my true name