Safe inside my beehive
Picking cobwebs off the honeycomb
At the heart of this shipwreck

The devil keeps me lukewarm
Suckin' out the red sea
Then parting ways with bad dreams
By way of a submarine ark
Carried by the gust of shooting stars

Boney fingers on the steering wheel
Fingernails dug into the leather
If the sky preaches parades
We'll be in for nasty weather

Landfall calls for mongrels
On crippled horses
Salivating for a sister of mercy
Or any kind of company

Erase me, help me
Before he gets me
I've never seen his face
Just his mafioso posturing

Push me, pull me
Let the sirens scream
I'm too scared to sleep
In the jaws of the peripheral