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Oh, a winter river flows, |
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Icy in the veins of all of us. |
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This flood will run red. |
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We're outwardly composed, |
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And awkwardly arranged of blood and dust. |
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This flood will run red. |
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A deluge swift and unforgiving. |
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A Tidal Wave. |
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We all drown, We all drown, We all drown |
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Down, Down, Down |
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God Damn these fragile lungs. |
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And God forgive us, |
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Pray this levy holds. |
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This Flood Will Run Red. |
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We're washing under toe. |
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Overwhelmed by currents carrying a sound. |
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This flood will run red. |
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A deluge swift and unforgiving. |
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A Tidal Wave. |
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We all drown, We all drown, We all drown |
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(Loose Lips Are Sinking Ships)n |
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We all drown, We all drown, We all drown |
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Down, Down, Down |
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We all drown, We all drown, We all drown |
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(Loose Lips Are Sinking Ships) |
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We all drown, We all drown, We all drown |
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Down, Down, Down, Down, Down |
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We all drown, We all drown, We all drown |
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Down, Down, Down |
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We all drown, We all drown, We all drown |
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Down, Down, Down |
