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Sink or Die


We're setting sail to a voyage that never ends Cast with the wind, while the anchor begins to drown Blurred ripples, our boats filled up with sand And the sirens sing, leaving an empty sound One eyed, two eyed, but we're all blind mice Lies chopped off our legs, wooden pegs became the truth And we set sail to a voyage Where we would find the fountain of youth Float on to your underworld, I'm coughing up my dreams 'Cause I was your ocean, filled with a ship wreck's scream And ride along the waves, just ride along and along Like you never knew a world where we've been apart for too long And still the anchor sinks, sinks below the sand It's beginning to drag us in something we couldn't understand So in Davy Jone's locker, you sealed away your soul and heart Like you never knew a world where we've been far apart
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Mariah Thiri

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