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Your Place Sucks, at Least the Ghost Ship Is Comfy
sewerperson
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Sailor, waves, fog touched tailored, inhalers
Captain, I can't breathe out on these stormy nights
Tentacles, climb inside the boat into my reticle
Pitiful, he's gon' eat us up like we was pigeon food
Shadows inside my eyelids I'm passing through uninvited
I curiously decided to venture into the void
Even if I was silent approaching the anti-violence
The creatures suppress the noise, they've taken away the choice
(Away the choice)
It's 4 AM on Venice Beach and still, I fucking miss you
I look in the water and I see you in the crystals
Here I come
What this water on my waist do, yeah
In a rush, I gotta breathe like a meant to, yeah
Alright I just wanna get higher, yeah
Pitch black, but the flame from the lighter, yeah
Thumbtacks on my hands, they're on fire, yeah
One day she's just gonna stop loving, yeah
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