Deep in a hole in the seven seas
There lives a mole in the sole of an
Old boot stolen by a
Dead man in a leather jacket counting days
Deep in a hole in his pocket you
Can catch a glimpse of the sun burning
Bright blue glowing light
Like an ink pen painting lines along the waves
I thought it couldn't be night time under the sea
I met a fish who grew sunshine trying to breathe
Fumes filling his lungs made him believe
To be the king of the people resting in peace
Feels like flying
Far underneath the forgotten sands
Breathing smoke from the dust of a
Broken furnace frying
Mad demons dancing slowly through the pain
Riding a tear on a wave of blood
Through the nest on a vest sown by
Golden killer flies
Watch your back cause they often sting you through the walls
I thought it couldn't be night time under the sea
I met a fish who grew sunshine trying to breathe
Fumes filling his lungs made him believe
To be the king of the people resting in peace
I thought it couldn't be night time under the sea
Down under your skin down under your
I met a fish who grew sunshine trying to breathe
I tried to breathe through fire
Fumes filling his lungs made him believe
They made him believe he's king of the
To be the king of the people resting in peace
Feels like flying