Pretendeavor: A Reference To A Sinking Ship

Oh my God, hand us down your ribbons

Your death defier you, far from fear

Far from fear we are adrift, gone

After the fallout, after a million miles

Adrift is the reason for the rain, the rain

And we're in the undertow

So we're in the undertow, we're in the undertow

So, stop dancing around in stories not told

The mind has conquered

Sewing the insecure thread of reason

I'll burn what it takes, down what it takes

Burn what it takes, down

We're not going down with the ship

With the ship, with the ship, with the ship

With the ship, with the ship

Burn what it takes, down what it takes

Burn what it takes, down

We're not going down with the ship

With the ship, with the ship, with the ship

I burned 41 hills

For the love of academic ability

That exceeds the love

Of searching for the truth, truth

After the fallout, after a million miles

Adrift is the reason for the rains, the rain

The rain, the rain, the rain, the rain

The rain, the rain