I'm callous and i don't care anymore, i'm jaded and i won't fall for anything there;s a hole in my head but i can't see out. ship to shore our captains lost become ceramic and turned to dust dredge for try to grasp life boats dropped can't be saved lines are being crossed and their skins are coming off lines are being drawn out and the bands are getting bought out everything must go burn it all down comfort and joy are a complete farce.