Swim, Fight, Drown
Every time I drown you
You start to swim
The demons that haunt me
Come from within
They grasp and pull me just below
So I get pulled into the undertow
Gasping, fighting I try to breath
As I get pulled way down deep
The darkness comes like a gallant steed
alas not here to rescue me
but to pull me down into the deep
gasping, fighting, trying to breath
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