MP3
you cast your hook & then you wait | even though you know with your kind of fate | the catch is always smaller than the bait | the catch is always smaller than the bait | you're jumping off the sailing ship | so scared that it will spring a leak and drown | as you sink down you feel a mermaid's grip | she plucks a sad smile from your bluish lips | and your lung that's caught within the reef | is shimmering like a ruby coral leaf | first the impact, then the sound | so many dead we ran out of land | had to put them feet-first into the ground | we had to put them feet-first into the ground | you're jumping off the flying plane | for fear that it might come down in flames | as you rush down you're brushed by the wild mane | of the winged horse that you could never tame | and your heart that's broken from the fall | is sparkling like a spinning mirror ball
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