Contraband – Tongue In Cheek lyrics

Sittin' Back
Smell of the ocean
Somwhere out
In the black

Lightning strikes
Thunder mics
Gods fury
At all of us

New moon
You're gone too soon
I don't know how to react
Just yet

I feel just like a beached whale
Quiet Panic before I set sail...
...If I do

Feet in the sand
This wasn't planned
But I'll be damned
If I'm held back

Tongue in my cheek
Not sure to speak
My Mind,
Or say I'm just fine

I feel just like a beached whale
Quiet Panic before I set sail...
...If I do