The seas rise, the waves fall before me.
Will fate be the question, oh the question on my lips?
I cannot swim, but will not sink.
She takes me down, down below to see the ships.
The see a fickle lover, with her deadly stockings on.
I struggle until it's over, I'll never see the dawn.
I'm too proud to drown, far to frightened to breath.
The coaxes, she coos, and willingly i dive beneath.
I've never known a call like this, to hate and to adore.
I head above, a heart below and not a foot to touch the shore.Get your layout at Free MySpace Layouts
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