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Ten thousand men sleep down with |
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Davy Jones |
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With stolen treasure they tithe |
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The open water chills me to my bones |
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But it's the only place that |
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I feel alive |
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The ocean floor begins to disappear |
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I sense that terrible depth |
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The open water is my only fear |
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But I'll sail as long as |
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I still have breath in me |
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I'm starting to believe the ocean's much like you' |
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Cause it gives and it takes away |
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Between the devil and the deep blue sea |
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I stare into the abyss |
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The open water is an awful thing |
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But I'm anxious till the anchor is aweigh |
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I'm starting to believe the ocean's much like you' |
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Cause it gives and it takes away |
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I'm starting to believe the ocean's much like you' |
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Cause it gives and it takes away |
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I'm starting to believe the ocean's much like you' |
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Cause it gives and it takes away |
