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Encapsulated on this vessel |
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Perished crew all strewn around me |
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A breaking wave slowly surrounds me |
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Coming to wash my sins away |
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We've got to ride with the wave |
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We've got to stand up and be brave |
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Or it's a water gave (for our hero) |
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As we ride into the storm |
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Our sanity will transform |
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As two we will be reborn |
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I was crucified for what I thought I believed |
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I was sacrificed and made to walk the plank |
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The rouge waves unify and focus all their power on me |
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Damage inflicted but freedom would be restricted |
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The situation is quite awful |
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The sharks have smelt this blood |
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Whilst one chews on the last morsel |
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I'll probably die before the great flood |
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We used to feel so complete |
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We used to dance in the street |
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We used to dance to the beat |
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And now it's all at the bottom |
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Of the ocean forgotten |
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Alike a lifeboat and transom |
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We'll go down when she goes down |
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I was crucified for what I thought I believed |
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I was sacrificed and made to walk the plank |
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The rouge waves unify and focus all their power on me |
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Damage inflicted but freedom would be restricted |
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The water is freezing the breeze is so raw |
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And I can not feel my pulse |
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And I can not see the coast (no lighthouse to see) |
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I wish for the morning but I wont survive the night |
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Her ghost is so warm and bright |
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But she's home at land (sing a song for me) |
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My darling I pray that this bottle will find you well |
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Its holds all the words in my heart |
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I curse the day that we had to part |
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Sipping on sea water |
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Hallucinations torture me (a myriad of my dreams |
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The horizon offers nothing |
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We will go down when she goes down |
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And she goes down |
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My lungs they flood |
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The devil takes my hand |
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No guiding lights just memories of home and golden sand |
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My dreams shatter as I head for a new land |
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I close my eyes and the pressure of the ocean crushes my heart |
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The water is freezing the breeze is so raw |
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And I can not feel my pulse |
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And I can not see the coast |
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The light turns to sea |
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I wish for the morning that I would survive the night |
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Her ghost is so warm and bright |
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But she's home on land (sing a song for me) |
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My darling I pray that this bottle will find you well |
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Its holds all the words in my heart |
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I curse the day that we had to part |