Snape

My body is a submarine
I always sink between the lines
Yeah, my body is your submarine
Water seeping out of my sides
My body is an airplane
Armed with yellow oxygen masks
Hang their breath around your mouth
I would if you could ever ask

Drawstrings tied with desperate hearts
My sleeves are never safe
Shoelaces kept around spinning heads
My tongues have gone to waste
I keep bats in all of my pockets
To cover up my golden watch
I would write them anything
To feel a little less lost

My body holds an empty throat
And an exercise-junkie brain
It's ran around so many words
I just can't bring them back again
If my body was made of train tracks
I know you wouldn't lay me down
I know you wouldn't lay me down
Yeah, you couldn't lay me down.