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My Waves of Insomnia Are Due To Your Lies


I'm a thousand leagues under Bubbling for assistance So don't tell me what the waves look like. I know there's lights in the distance But I can't see where the land lies. I'm sick of being stuck in the torrent Of torment; Either love me Or leave me be. I'd rather be down a thousand leagues Than have you lie to me.
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