| Song | Sea of Regrets |
| Artist | I·LIKE·TRAINS |
| Album | He Who Saw the Deep |
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| Some things are better left forgotten | |
| Or the weight of the world will crush your bones | |
| In an ideal situation | |
| This will all be over soon | |
| And I will leave this world in pieces | |
| I will leave it to the scarab and the crows | |
| Under seas and under soil | |
| In a million years our bones will be your oil | |
| One by one it happens to us all | |
| When you least expect your sky will tumble down | |
| We were surprised to find it was our time to sink or swim | |
| And I will leave this world in pieces | |
| I will leave it to the scarab and the crows | |
| Under seas and under soil | |
| In a million years our bones will be your oil | |
| We're out of our death in a sea of regrets and | |
| I hate to say I told you so | |
| We're out of our depth in a sea of excess and | |
| This is everything I hoped it would be |
| Some things are better left forgotten | |
| Or the weight of the world will crush your bones | |
| In an ideal situation | |
| This will all be over soon | |
| And I will leave this world in pieces | |
| I will leave it to the scarab and the crows | |
| Under seas and under soil | |
| In a million years our bones will be your oil | |
| One by one it happens to us all | |
| When you least expect your sky will tumble down | |
| We were surprised to find it was our time to sink or swim | |
| And I will leave this world in pieces | |
| I will leave it to the scarab and the crows | |
| Under seas and under soil | |
| In a million years our bones will be your oil | |
| We' re out of our death in a sea of regrets and | |
| I hate to say I told you so | |
| We' re out of our depth in a sea of excess and | |
| This is everything I hoped it would be |
| Some things are better left forgotten | |
| Or the weight of the world will crush your bones | |
| In an ideal situation | |
| This will all be over soon | |
| And I will leave this world in pieces | |
| I will leave it to the scarab and the crows | |
| Under seas and under soil | |
| In a million years our bones will be your oil | |
| One by one it happens to us all | |
| When you least expect your sky will tumble down | |
| We were surprised to find it was our time to sink or swim | |
| And I will leave this world in pieces | |
| I will leave it to the scarab and the crows | |
| Under seas and under soil | |
| In a million years our bones will be your oil | |
| We' re out of our death in a sea of regrets and | |
| I hate to say I told you so | |
| We' re out of our depth in a sea of excess and | |
| This is everything I hoped it would be |