| You’re my little sinking ship
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| Not quite built to hold such weight
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| We were raised for the suburbs
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| But we took to the waves
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| And you carry me around
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| From little town to little town
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| Never knowing how much I need
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| Never asking a thing of me
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| I found you on the doorstep, it was brave to leave your room
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| Mine is a safe place, I have not abandoned you
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| Or that perfect nuclear family that I left behind
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| And now I’m paying too much rent so you buy me some incense
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| You said you were proud when I stopped smoking cigarettes
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| And I hoped that your not disappointed that I started again
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| And at that awful backyard party where we stole a bottle of red
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| Hopped a train and we got drunk and just sang songs instead
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| And later on the couch you told me it was the best trip you’d taken
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| You’re my little sinking ship
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| Not quite built to hold such weight
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| We were raised for the suburbs
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| But we took to the waves
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| And you carry me around
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| From little town to little town
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| Never knowing how much I need
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| Never asking a thing of me
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| Sorry you had to hide from the bouncers at my show
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| I organized an all ages one, just so you could go
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| And I wrote this song an hour before to try and make you smile
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| And Liz, do not look up to me, I am a drunken mess;
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| You’re so goddamn creative, a real force to be reckoned with
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| And I will say with all my heart and soul
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| That I’ll follow you wherever you may roam
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| You may roam
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| Today’s a family day so we’ll spend it together
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| Don’t tell mum and dad but you’re my favourite family member
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| You always were the good child, I, the one who needed all of the attention
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| And you always take my side in battles that are mine;
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| And you say: «Wil, you fucked up,» and I promise that I won’t next time
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| And even though we both know I’m going to
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| I know you’ll be on my side
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| Oh, 'cause
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| You’re my little sinking ship
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| Not quite built to hold such weight
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| We were raised for the suburbs
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| But we took to the waves
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| And you carry me around
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| From little town to little town
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| Never knowing how much I need
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| Never knowing how much I need you
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| But you can ask anything of me |