Titanic Songtext / Lyric

Two easy over.
A greasy spoon.
"Files shit wherever they land" --
I overheard that, I made a smile.
We eat whatever we can
Could you see beauty in long, simple faces?
Weighted down, waving while they're drowning.
"Congratulations, you won the world" --
What would you do with it then?
Would you decorate it, surrender or burn it
and start it again?
Could you see beauty in long, simply faces?
Weighted down, waving while they're drowning.
Could you find beauty in sun?
Shining over, raining down, waving while they're
drowning.
Congratulations, you won the world.