| We’re always sinking away
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| To the bottom of this ocean that you left us in
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| You’ll call it treason, I’ll call it mutiny
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| But I’d rather be a body than alone with you out here
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| I hope they find me washed up on shore
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| Cause if I’m coughing up my lungs
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| The hope of ever finding you is gone
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| You’re all alone as I cross the line
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| In the sand that you’d drawn
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| And when the wind picks up again you will be gone
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| We’re always sinking away
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| To the bottom of this ocean that you left us in
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| You’ll call it treason, I’ll call it mutiny
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| But I’d rather be a body than alone with you out here
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| So think fast — you wouldn’t want to get your hair wet
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| Your priorities intact here at the bottom of this wreck
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| You’re the cement I’ve had my feet in
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| That pulls me down and stops my breathing
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| The only place that I’ve been sleeping is with the fishes
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| And you’ve been sleeping with him
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| Keep it all a secret until you forget how to swim
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| We’re always sinking away
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| To the bottom of this ocean that you left us in
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| You’ll call treason, I’ll call it mutiny
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| But I’d rather be a body than alone with you out here
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| You could’ve done anything
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| But you’re sleeping with him
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| Keep it all a secret
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| The only one you’ll ever tell again
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| I’m sorry god
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| I’m all out of options
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| And this paranoia’s getting worse
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| Living with a ghost of her like everyone she cursed
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| And even now I hear her voice
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| It’s calling me to sea
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| If seeing is believing then I’ll believe it’s all a dream
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| We’re always sinking away
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| To the bottom of this ocean that you left us in
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| You’ll call treason, I’ll call it mutiny
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| But I’d rather be a body than alone with you out here
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| I’d rather be a body than alone with you |