The Whale - Sims

All you ever seem to say is, «probably not today»

And all you ever seem to do is come up with some new excuses

And I was reaching out

But hey, I can’t wait forever

And it’s true, that new development

Burning element took your home from you

Forced your hand to move

Nothing else to do

High demand no other plan

You’ve got everything to lose

She’s yelling always, all day

She takes your shit to the hallway

You’re quiet, you hide it

But your eyes tell what you won’t say

You feel bad, smoke good

Think about your own dad and how could you

Carve your name in that rosewood

You drink, you sniff, you pop

That might get you through the evening

God dam this hell is hot

You flirt, you touch, you fuck

That might get you to the AM

Might change a bit of luck

It’s that violence under your eyelids

You swim to the closest island

So busy emptying the bottle

You didn’t see the message

You passed over those passing ships

Staring at your wreckage

And you closed every door

While I was there

Ready to step in

All the noise can’t prepare you for how quiet that storm gets

The whale

The whale

The whale

The harpoon

The whale

And I was mad at how you shut me out

How many second chances that you get

And fuck up

And I scream get over it

Knuckle up you fucking chump

And I know enough

But that’s not enough

You’re loyal as a dog

And you’re sick as one as well

You try to hide your eyes

But everyone can tell

You’re so far beneath the floor that

You can’t even see the ceiling

Waiting on that good old

That good old feeling

That knot in your pocket to stop you from sobbing

Puts a block in your thoughts but it’s not stopping your problems

And I want to say something

But I’m afraid that’ll be nothing

That all you’l hear is a judgement

Like somehow I’m above it

So I turn a cheek and I walk away

But just this week I heard them say

What you do with your pay

And I felt pain, and I felt shame

And I’ve done this once before

When I tried to save my old man from chasing that fish out to sea

But he was too far out of reach

Lucky me, he hit bottom

Washed up safely on the beach

Not the same for Mikey

R.I.P EYE

I think about him every week

I think about you even more

Hoping you’ll find peace at war

Or tell yourself to cease fire

I wrote this in place of writing you a eulogy

So please excuse my use of—

It’s not my usually

The whale

The whale

The whale

The harpoon

The whale