[Verse 1]
Fill it up, your winnings ain't for spinning
Giving in to villains ain't a feeling
You're killing
You're still in

[Verse 2]
Slashed and burned a building of your fire (I'm landlocked)
Finding out the hard way (I finally found)
What its sunny for during the day
Count up all the ways you count your meaning
Our little pairs of british fads are leaning
You seen it
So freeing

[Verse 3]
Pouring in the proper pad, no pressure (I'm pregnant)
Feeling out the bitter life (Go ride your phoney calling)
Fall out the falling wings of all the rest of us
So later on you can point and laugh
Point and laugh at all the rest of us
When you pull out like a compass weight

[Refrain]
Frail
Sail