Yeah... They keep rebuildin' the mast... While the whole damn ship is sinkin'... Fire on the horizon, holes below the line, Captain's yellin' orders but he's runnin' out of time. Everybody scramblin', ropes and broken wood, Tryin' to save the symbol, not the common good. Hammer after hammer, board after board, Nobody watchin' water pourin' through the lower floor. Cannons still thunder, enemy still fast, But all they wanna talk about is fixin' up the mast. Fuck the mast! Patch the hull! Water's risin', lungs are full! Fuck the mast! Grab an oar! We're losin' more than before! Fuck the mast! Can't you see? The ship ain't sinkin' 'cause of me! You own the deck, you own the crown, But you're still drivin' this thing down. They say they're masters of the harbor, Lords of every tide, Thinkin' they can choose Who may speak and who must hide. They built their little kingdoms, Their fences and their walls, Then wonder why the people Stop believin' them at all. Too busy guardin' echoes, Too busy guardin' names, Too busy burnin' critics To extinguish honest flames. The sea don't care for titles, The sea don't care who's boss, The ocean keeps remindin' us That power still can rot. Look around... Smoke above... Water below... A crew divided by commands, A captain deaf to warnings, A ship obsessed with appearances, And terrified of truth. Fuck the mast! Patch the hull! Water's risin', lungs are full! Fuck the mast! Grab an oar! We're losin' more than before! Fuck the mast! Can't you see? The ship ain't sinkin' 'cause of me! You own the deck, you own the crown, But you're still drivin' this thing down. The mast can fall... The mast can burn... The mast can break in two... A ship survives by crew and truth, Not by the things it grew accustomed to. So while they nail another plank To keep their pride upright... We'll be below deck, Keepin' the whole damn ship alive.
