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Sea it starts to churn it's been
A struggle for the fisherman
I'm trying to forget when
Cigarettes were cats eyes in the night
There is no way
I'm going under again
So take me home?

Caverns to get through to you
Magnetic force of the two
I will go under again
I'm proud of
My sins,
My sins
So don't take me home.
I can't sleep alone.