Casari The Heart Of Davey Jones
I dug this grave!
Just for you lover, with a metaphor and a sturdy shovel
Your ghost, better not come back to the shore
Where I left you in pieces for the ocean to store
(Her) Bodies like the waves that crash and destroy
Playful by nature, but destructive and coy
And the sharks remind of her hands and the grains of salt she held in them
Well its turning, its turning, its turning
I dug this grave!
Just for you lover, with a metaphor and a sturdy shovel
Your ghost, better not come back to the shore
Where I left you in pieces for the ocean to store
It's all, over, your head, I left
Its all over, we're ghosts
Underneath, this dark coast
Lies the girl, the gun the ghost
Underneath, this dark sea
Davey Jones, waits for me
Just for you lover, with a metaphor and a sturdy shovel
Your ghost, better not come back to the shore
Where I left you in pieces for the ocean
To store
