| After the crash landin' left me stranded
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| On an abandoned oceanic planet
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| I said to myself, ain’t gonna hold my breath
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| Waitin' around for death, now that my flag is planted
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| Add the fact my vessel has been damaged
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| I’ve never been the handiest mechanic
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| I’d better gather scrap and get to scannin'
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| Loss of oxygen? |
| Try not to panic!
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| Transmit an emergency rescue message
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| I suspect nobody will ever get it
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| Guess I’ll get this habitat expandin'
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| Call me Aqua-man, I’ll make Atlantis
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| My legacy will be Titanic
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| Except James Cameron ain’t directin'
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| Remember the end, when Jack did jackshit?
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| Forget that shit, I’m callin' action
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| Now drop — into the depths
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| An immeasurable endless dimension
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| This isn’t war, but I’ll stick to the trenches
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| Intelligence is your deadliest weapon
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| Never fathomed all the fathoms
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| That this sea’s eclectic life inhabits
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| Better have your wits about you
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| Don’t neglect your stasis rifle practice
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| Yeah, ever since I’ve descended
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| I’ve been breathless, pun-intended
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| That might be a side effect of rappin' so fast
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| Cuz I’m getting rather lightheaded
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| I’m knockin' objectives off my checklist
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| Found a couple pods left in the wreckage
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| Everybody else already met their death
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| Rest In Peace, at least a blueprint’s collected
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| Can you sense any sentient presence?
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| Who left these ancient tech advances?
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| Could they have vanished when I landed?
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| Will my questions ever be answered?
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| Potential threat — make an assessment
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| I am gonna bet it’s aggressive
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| My energy levels are precious
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| I’m not in my element, I feel defenseless
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| There is no one left
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| In these ocean depths
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| You’re at your own behest
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| So don’t hold your breath
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| Headfirst I’ll be divin' in
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| I’m makin' tidal waves like a leviathan
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| Apex predator — you bet I am him
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| Top of the food chain is where I will sit
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| Got an appetite for any kind of fish
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| Cured peeper’s quite an energizing dish
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| Add a Chinese potato on the side with it
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| Even Gordon Ramsey might say «I'm impressed»
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| I collect metal, magnetite, and lead
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| Copper, quartz, and any diamond I can get
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| Save the gilder, batteries are dyin' man
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| Unless you really like to swim
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| Biters bite me, stalker right behind me
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| Every mesmer is tryin' to mesmerize me
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| I guess they like me, but I can’t blame 'em
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| I’m giving off vibes like radiation
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| Don’t you forget about hydration
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| Need water bottle? |
| Fabricate one
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| Get your hands on a bladder-fish
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| I’ve never seen creatures as abstract as this
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| What’s that? |
| Half a crab and half a squid?
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| Shocked that I haven’t seen a kraken yet
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| But I’d believe if that exists
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| Dragons are known to roam these magma pits
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| Water pressure getting heavy
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| Power cells about to be empty
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| I love my Cyclops, but it won’t protect me
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| Not from the enemies that I have seen
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| I just saw JAWS — didn’t affect me
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| At least not till I was in neck-deep
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| I’ll freak out if I see another damn leech
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| You can’t breath down here, but you can scream
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| There is no one left
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| In these ocean depths
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| You’re at your own behest
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| So don’t hold your breath
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| There is no one left
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| In these ocean depths
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| You’re at your own behest
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| So don’t hold your breath
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| Echoes of beasts surround me
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| But I won’t abandon the mission
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| Loneliness feels like drowning
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| I’m slowly losing my vision
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| Keep going deeper leave sunlight behind
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| The sea has me reeling, my life’s on the line
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| Heart beating, I’m breathing then I’m still alive
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| So take one more dive
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| There is no one left
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| In these ocean depths
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| You’re at your own behest
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| So don’t hold your breath
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| There is no one left
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| In these ocean depths
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| You’re at your own behest
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| So don’t hold your breath |