Paroles Sailors Love To Get Stoned de Adelleda

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It's like a tidal wave inside my brain eroding every thought away
Blindfolded I try to spear gun down my own tail of blame
Intelligentsia, mediums, media, cameras with heat-seaking wit
These couches are like butter to their little bullets

So relax before you sit down near the outlet on the wall
This is the one-shot America

Let the signs decide the wrong and right
Drop some shells tonight
And sort the rubble in the morning along the coastline

We are, we are
We are the undertow
My nose and lungs burn through as I gently slip below

Millions of tiny bubbles of perspective half-support my body
An image, our future, I feel this and I'm sinking in
This broadcast states exactly how my current flows
A scurvy-ridden rat on just a tiny chunk of wood

Those sharks control the stage, bottomless grey
Everybody's bleeding, frenzied eating
The floodwaters lap at our ceilings

We are, we are
We are the undertow
My nose and lungs burn through as I gently slip below

Let the search begin
The tide is high and the bends are kicking in
No movement
These legs and arms are numb
Waterlogged and sun-burnt, bloated and belly-up now
My eyes are bleeding
Oh no, oh no, oh no

I dove right in
I said my peace
Hypocrital me


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