| The idea is simple, to be underwater
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| Hold my breath, sink deeper
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| Say a prayer, sink deeper
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| You might consider this surrender, but I’m descending:
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| Constructing a most pleasant ending
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| I can still see the city, I can still recognize
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| To remain is to be separated
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| I can still see the city, to carry on is to be divided
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| I can still redefine
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| I’ve been spending time
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| Trying to keep outside of the light
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| I’ve been spending time
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| At the bottom
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| At the bottom
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| You would not believe how true the salt feels
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| Oh God, the relief of oceanic sleep
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| I can still see the city, I can still recognize
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| To remain is to be separated
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| I can still see the city, to carry on is to be divided
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| I can still redefine
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| The cliché says that it’s sink or swim
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| But that’s another lie we’ve been drowning in
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| (I've been spending time)
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| The cliché says that it’s sink or swim
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| But that’s another lie we’ve been drowning in
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| I’ve been spending time
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| I’ve been spending time |