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The Earth was too hot, |
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the air was too thin |
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I took off my clothes |
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I took off my skin |
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I crawled to the sea |
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that was crawling from me |
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so I could swim... |
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yeah, so I could swim! |
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I was sick of the land |
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I was sick from the heat |
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I was sick of the sun |
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and the sky and the trees |
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Over the air that I needed to breathe |
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When I held with my hands |
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When I walked on my feet |
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I took off my clothes |
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I took off my skin |
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Started shedding my arms |
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To start getting my fins |
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Crawled to the sea |
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that was calling for me |
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so I could swim, swim the ocean wide |
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I was only just past the riptide |
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When I died |
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When I died |
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Yeah when I died |
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My head did swell |
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I said to myself |
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Nature should take its sweet time |
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I was already losing my spine |
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I was sick with (?) and my curtain fell |
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It's the end of the story I was certain to tell |
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Watching their faces as they pulled me from the sea |
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Feeling for the place I thought my gills would be |
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Busted and wrecked |
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Justly infected |
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My body beyond repair |
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Had no objection sir |
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My only questions were |
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Where do I go and will I know when I'm there |
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But I really couldn't say that I cared |
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When I died |
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When I died |
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Yeah when I died |
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My head did swell |
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I said to myself |
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Nature should take its sweet time |
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I was already losing, yeah!, my spine |
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The Earth was too hot, |
|
the air was too thin |
|
I took off my clothes |
|
I took off my skin |
|
I crawled to the sea |
|
that was crawling from me |
|
so I could swim... |
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yeah, so I could swim! |
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When I died |
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When I died |
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Yeah when I died |
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My head did swell |
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I said to myself |
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Nature should take its sweet time |
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I was already losing, yeah!, my spine |
