[?] lost track of devices Down a path for losing my way Finding, the more in depth, the more I become seasick All aboard this old sinking, sinking ship I wonder how long until it disappears? They've drawn a final storm To be honest, it's a long way to a ever [?] star In the mornign after night ([?]) So the rest of us can die In [?] forever Before once, or twice Left behind, went on Final breath then been taken away And I am on your side looking in On your side looking in Into the star With the aim on fire And the [?] begin to scatter Working, working, getting by Everyone's atop the ladder But nobody wants to climb Lining all the victims Using up all that's scattered Keeps them honest Keeps them honest Keeps them honest The more in depth, the more I become seasick All aboard this old sinking, sinking ship Watching words all get swept aside Its more than after night I race for [?] ([?]) What's wrong with me? ([?]) Watching worlds [?] all get swept aside