Ice Nine Kills and Jeremy Schwartz - Rocking The Boat

SHARK!

Coastguard this is the Orca do you read me? Four and a half miles
Two east of Amity Island
This is an official distress call, over

We all know a place that appears so sublime
But if you dive a little deeper, you'll hit the real bottom line
The head of the town is out there flashing his teeth
A telltale sign about to surface that there's a monster lurking underneath

They're thrashing around but found
They can't contain a leak
'Cause I've got a fish to fry
That's feeding on the weak
So cast a line for every life they took
It's time to set the hook

We're all just floating in a shallow grave
Buoyed by the blood of the masses
They'd rather sell out that instead of save
We're all so starving that we've taken the bait
You think we would've learned from the past that
The predator will soon become the prey!

We all know a place
Where the calm flees at night
And safe is just a shadow
So we swim towards the light
If this voyage of valor put us on deck for death
We'll compare scars with each other
Until our very last breath, yeah!

They're thrashing around but found
They can't contain a leak
'Cause I've got a fish to fry
That's feeding on the weak
So reel it in with every trick in the book
It's time to set the hook

We're all just floating in a shallow grave
Buoyed by the blood of the masses
That they'd rather sell out that instead of safe
We're all so starving that we've taken the bait
You think we would've learned from the past that
The predator will soon become the prey

Yeah, coastguard this is the orca again, we need you out here now
The boat is under attack
It's a great white, over
Roger that, ETA fifteen minutes, over
In fifteen minutes we'll be fucking shark bait!

Last chance to make amends
So try to stay afloat
With sharks like you among us
We'll need a bigger boat
Sold us down the river
So the rich could stay rich
But now you've been caught
So smile, you son of a bitch

Sinking with the burning embers
Should be any sign of doubt
That this tale will be remembered
And the tide will forever flush them out

We're all just floating in a shallow grave
Buoyed by the blood of the masses
They'd rather sell out that instead of safe
We're all so starving that we've taken the bait
You think we would've learned from the past that
The predator will soon become the prey!

Written by:
Chelsea Talmadge, Justin Deblieck, Spencer Charnas, Steve Sopchak

Publisher:
Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.

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