Loose lips sink ships
Loose lips sink ships
Loose lips sink ships
Loose lips sink
We're out on stormy waters
Lured out by their calls
Cross invisible boarders
Our feet are seeking ground
Their whispers they are pulling
Caught in visions streams
Your vision's getting blurry
So wrapped up in the deep
Hear their voices calling
Like salt cut through our skin
Twisted words of poison
Slowly seeping in
Come hold me a bit closer
Before you're giving in
Feel my warmth before they
Take you away from here
Loose lips sink ships
Loose lips sink ships
Loose lips sink ships
Loose lips sink
Loose lips sink ships
Loose lips sink ships
Loose lips sink ships
Loose lips sink
