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The Tidal Sleep - Ghost Poetry | Текст песни

my body burns out
this city turns it's back on me
let it rain on me
defective copy of myself
I wish I was someone else
turn me into something else
two ghosts trapped on an island
circling this town in the sea
like sharks around bait for years
we're swimming but drifting away
directionless but free
though the storms of our guilt push us back
onto the same shores once again
there's no new shore
no new land to adore
we found us but found nothing
we lost it we lost something
we lost it we lost everything
deep and dark waters
pressure on me
circling this town in the sea
like sharbait's floating for years
we're drowning and drowning and fading away
the surface fades from green to grey
holding on was easier than letting go
the weight of the anchor pulled me under
vicious teeth we're ripping pieces out of me
parts of me that I had hidden oh so well
my lungs burn out
this ships turns away from me
I need wounds stitched
I need wounds ripped open again
so I can bare this again
my blood was becoming the water
and the water my blood

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