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My ship's coming in, |
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And I'm watching it from within. |
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My brain says move ahead, |
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Even though the waves are fresh in my head, |
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In my head, (something) |
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On my heart and my head's screaming for a break, |
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A break from the undertow, |
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Is dragging me away, |
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My brain is water, my brain is beating fast. |
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My ship's lurching in, |
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And I've lost most of your crew, |
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The stars' falling in, |
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And the water's freezing, |
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My ship's coming in. |
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Attached, so awkward, (something) |
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A crash and (something) |
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Water's towards the (something) |
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I hold out my hand, hopelessly, |
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I hold out my hand |
