The Sailor

Lyrics: Matt Fasullo Music: Matt Fasullo [Verse 1] I kinda like it here, the burn marks on my chest, the carvings on my forehead I wear it on my sleeve and button up my cuffs for all eyes to see

[Verse 2] I like to live in fear and cut down on the rest then just catch the consequence It's no absent leave, of course it's just dumb luck anchored at sea

[Chorus] I used to be a sailor till I found gold Keeping my appearance is getting old I've been wondering I've been wondering

[Verse 3] If I could do my best, I'd do it just like that Would you take the sentimеnt over something real? I'd drapе it overhead for all hearts to feel

[Chorus] I used to be a sailor till I found gold Keeping my appearance is getting old I've been wondering I've been wondering I've been wondering I've been wondering