The Artic Ocean
Stained and afraid that this won't ever go awa
Engulfed inside a blaze of memorie
And the strain of digging holes, is beginning to take it's tol
And I saw this coming
when you started running over my dreams but isn't it funn
It eats at me slowly and I found redemption in sufferin
And it's just like you to say
I'd be better off without you anywa
Now I'm stumbling through my words and it's all your fault
so feel guilt
Stained and looking for a way out of this mes
The feelings and the truth are hard to confes
But you've seen the cycle round now I guess you had me figured ou
So you watched me suffer
it inched it's way slowly under my ski
But I saw this coming, when you started runnin
Now it seems sensible to burn the bridg
And it's just like you to say
that it's better when you have things your own wa
Now I'm stumbling through my words and it's all your faul
So feel guilty
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