Pup The Coast Lyrics
The Coast by PUP
[Verse 1]
Canadian Cold, Canadian Cheer
I couldn't spend another winter up here
In this desolate fishing town
Counting the months as they wear me down
[Verse 2]
Watch over your flock
The cracks in the ice will swallow them up
The lake needs to eat just like all living things
And it's hungriest in the spring
[Chorus 1]
Now you know
What's eating me
Taking hold
It was dragging me down
It was dragging me down
[Verse 3]
The town is always on alert
In the spring they patrol the coast
Fearing the worst
And no one can seem to accept the fact
The lake gives us life and she takes it back
[Chorus 2]
Now you know
What's eating me
Taking hold
It was dragging me
Down in the valley
Where they found the body
It was growing cold
[Chorus 1]
Now you know
What's eating me
Taking hold
It was dragging me down
It was dragging me down
[Bridge]
Now you know
Now you know
Now you know
What's eating me
[Outro]
In the dawn another girl had gone missing
Last anyone heard she'd gone out to go fishing
The cracks in the lake make a mighty fine grave in the summer thaw
Canadian Cold, Canadian Cheer
I couldn't spend another winter up here
In this desolate fishing town
Counting the months as they wear me down
[Verse 2]
Watch over your flock
The cracks in the ice will swallow them up
The lake needs to eat just like all living things
And it's hungriest in the spring
[Chorus 1]
Now you know
What's eating me
Taking hold
It was dragging me down
It was dragging me down
[Verse 3]
The town is always on alert
In the spring they patrol the coast
Fearing the worst
And no one can seem to accept the fact
The lake gives us life and she takes it back
[Chorus 2]
Now you know
What's eating me
Taking hold
It was dragging me
Down in the valley
Where they found the body
It was growing cold
[Chorus 1]
Now you know
What's eating me
Taking hold
It was dragging me down
It was dragging me down
[Bridge]
Now you know
Now you know
Now you know
What's eating me
[Outro]
In the dawn another girl had gone missing
Last anyone heard she'd gone out to go fishing
The cracks in the lake make a mighty fine grave in the summer thaw