Swimming With Sharks

walking the plank on a pirate ship one slip,point blank,i'm in deep dark sh.. shadows they curse me with torments and taunts am i better off dead just swimming with sharks? fins start to rise from black waters of death i'm close to the edge and i can't catch my breath paralyzed with paranoia i can't fight or flee bite or bark am i better off dead just swimming with sharks? now poked,pushed, and prodded i'm forced now to act do i stay on this ship and fight to my death? do i plunge myself under and pray i don't die? where does it end and when did it start? am i better off dead just swimming with sharks? brutal beasts they jeer at me they're hungry for my flesh,they'll love to feast the devil dances at my feet while God above gives me His peace He tells me to jump and it's not so hard am i better off dead just swimming with sharks? the cold water stings like pinpricks from needles my mind and emotions rise up in upheavel to my pleasent surprize there's no death or destruction there's no hideous evil... He closes their mouths like they were disabled like prophets of old in rubbish filled parks i am safe and secure... swimming with sharks