You don't need to be the captain of the ship to see it's fuckin' sinking.
You don't need an empty bottle in your hand to know that I've been drinking.
The water's getting higher (now).
My mouth is getting dryer.
Step back and look at this our selfish century, look at where it all went wrong. This manufactured reality cannot last long.
Pull the wool down over my eyes, ignore the certainty of our demise.