some words and stuff I guess's video: Switching Sinks

I need a new hobby words for you Sleep has gone to sleep As rest's restless frets And the rest Of the charging key board The ship And try typing at its lock To crack its code For slumber. The pirate pioneers of Onshore lands and city Cities Tip tap On the hull's swervy Qwerty key board’s Boring Letter slipped under The door in the Hope of luring out The dark Off Switch To the sea’s waves Of help, nudging the Vessel like a fallen Father as its tired Tides try to open his Eyes as he lies Down. And sinks And down drowns The code-fixers as they Think they broke the Choke of sleep. Its marine hold holds the Hull's sinking slumber as it Climbs down the sink Like a bleeding wound that’s Bled. And I wash my face And look in the mirror And see myself in bed