I took the short tour
And I bled myself out
Carving graves underwater
In your breeding grounds
I have to say your offerings
Are really no fair trade to me at all
I’m sad to say you’re leaving me
No choice, no choice
And still I stay
‘Cause I’m sick of myself
I’m sad to see you’re offerings are hookin’ me
They’re hookin’ me
The last last seafarer scrawled
Warnings in the dock
While bleeding from his eyes
(There be) Vipers, leeches,
Whatever your greatest fear is
Make peace with your god
Reading no more
Tying off anchors
Knowing my changes
Dive in
I have to say upon sinking
I know exactly what it’s gonna be
Remembering those warnings
Were scrawled out by me
Seems I’ll die and come back again
To die again then die again by your hand
Make believe and silly dreamin’
You know I love your love
So come on closer, little being
You know I love to love to love
(love x6)
Erase the memories of pain at will
It doesn’t matter how much blood we’ll spill
Adjust the depth until you feel
That any dosage could be real (love)
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