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I create to destroy at hand |
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This path I made in the sand |
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(Tragedy haunts it's prey) |
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And I'm off to the deepest depths |
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To forfeit my place on this land |
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The tide pulls you into be |
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As one adrift in the sea |
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(We finally float away) |
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The feeling is free, yet |
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You'll find yourself drifting with me |
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Don't hold your breath for long |
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If the undertow's getting too strong |
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There's no reason for you to come along |
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The horizon is just ahead |
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The end of the dry lives we've led |
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(Tragedy haunts it's prey) |
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You know what I think of them |
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You sutured my wounds when they bled |
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So whats to become of us |
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The answer has yet to be seen |
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(We finally float away) |
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As fate puts us side by side |
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You'll find yourself drifting with me |
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Don't hold your breath for long |
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If the undertows getting too strong |
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There's no reason for you to come along |
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Don't hold your breath for long |
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If the undertow's getting too strong |
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There's no reason for you to come along |
