| Cancer signs on are all wrong
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| Can’t seem to form a firm felling at all
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| Chilled to the bone alone in jeopardy
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| Floating on tones and sound I seize, here in the water
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| For the deep black sea, it longs for me
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| It thinks that’s where I belong
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| Ready or not, they’re here
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| Treading the water
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| Dreadful and dark things drew nearer (nearer)
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| Circling round they’re so close I shudder
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| Fins fan my face with delicate spray
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| Swelling and swaying
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| Scared all the small fish away
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| For the deep black sea
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| She years for me
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| She says with her I will stay
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| I’d consider swimming for shore
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| Arms are swollen and sore
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| Watching the awesome glide
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| Hear their unholy howl, as Water Wolves prow
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| I will think of something for sure
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| Dada da da da da, dada da da da da
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| Dada da da da da, dada da da da da
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| Dreading the water, pray they go away
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| Where are my wolves?
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| No sound
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| Then wind ships around and ripples are crowned
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| Crescent and wake appear
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| Overcome fear, overcome fear
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| They come over here
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| We’re thrashing around
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| We slowly spiral down
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| For the deep black sea longs for me
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| It thinks that’s where I belong
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| It thinks that’s where I belong |