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there's a shark deep down under |
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I try to call her name |
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but the dark water's between us |
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it makes me call in vain |
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surfing on the surface |
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with my fingers in the water |
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but she seems to have lost her |
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interest in meat |
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I miss you all the time |
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though you sit next to me |
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I hope you feel just fine |
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wherever you may be |
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whatever's in your way |
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among the few indulgent sailors |
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I am the patient one |
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you're the muse |
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so involved with |
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the fingers in your hair |
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i miss you all the time... |
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I pray for you |
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for your return |
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in me you will forever burn |
