The Santa Margarita

I was all alone...
And drunk as shit when the universe caved in...
Now I'm drifting out alone...
I heard a voice...
And my heart sank like the Santa Margarita
Never to be seen or heard from again
Well I don't believe in life after death...
I do believe that all good vices
All good grudges
All good loves deserve to resurrect
So I raise the dead!

The ebb and flow
Forever marching on and on and on
No regard for anyonе
The best we can do is fight thе urge to let the waves wash us away
You know I wanna believe that we'll find peace in rest
I just wanna breathe and decompress

I think of all of the times that I gave death the slip
I know that one of these nights I'm gonna fuck up and I'll trip
Come to think of it... I've been hearing whispers
And he's been asking questions...
So I'll be moving on
I'll be moving on (I'll be moving on)
I'll be moving on (I'll be moving on)

I wanna believe that we'll find peace in rest
I just wanna breathe and decompress (decompress!)

Come to think of it... I've been hearing whispers
And he's been asking questions...
So I'll be moving on