On a sea so shallow we sail,
On course for a watery grave.
Over and over and over again,
We set ourselves up for failure.
On course for a watery grave.
Over and over and over again,
We set ourselves up for failure.
On a sea so shallow we sail,
With ghosts of our former selves.
Ghosts that haunt our tomorrows,
That we're destined to die today.
With ghosts of our former selves.
Ghosts that haunt our tomorrows,
That we're destined to die today.
On a sea so shallow we sail,
With winds howling to ignite.
You are the storm,
And I am a torn sail.
With winds howling to ignite.
You are the storm,
And I am a torn sail.
On a sea so shallow we sail,
I sink beneath the breaking waves.
Failing to cling to my strengths,
As water is my weaknesses.
I sink beneath the breaking waves.
Failing to cling to my strengths,
As water is my weaknesses.
On a sea so shallow we sail,
My lungs fill with regret.
There's no colour where I'm headed,
Just sins and salutations.
My lungs fill with regret.
There's no colour where I'm headed,
Just sins and salutations.
On a sea so shallow we sail,
Our ship is in disrepair.
The terror wraps around my waist,
And takes me to a bitter end.
Our ship is in disrepair.
The terror wraps around my waist,
And takes me to a bitter end.
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