Here I sit salty,
But dreaming ways of escape,
With sub paltry means.
So alone I wait.
From acquaintances make break.
Leave no pain in wake.
Anger over fear,
I would live before I died,
One option is clear.
Here I sit salty,
But dreaming ways of escape,
With sub paltry means.
So alone I wait.
From acquaintances make break.
Leave no pain in wake.
Anger over fear,
I would live before I died,
One option is clear.