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boat
With a hole and no oars
Drowning, astounding
How they sinking so quick
No grip that's ironic
Since they thinking they slick
Knife grippin back

record it
Just to show it on your burner page
It's awful what you posting on the gram

Different fabric getting cut by different hands
And you was lying

a ship going down with the crew still at the oars

You believed that we could share a life together
No more fear, my darling come and stand by my side

Yes

little hearts
Daddy please tell me all the answers too
Said Ollie bear and little Lou
Walking along the beach way down by the sea
Picking up rocks

there
Driven by the search
Running from the norms
Riveting the sore
Muscles that I bore
Giving me support
Giving me the love
I need to complicate
Before I

unsure
But I never felt so right in my fucking eyes
When I realized that you're what I live for
You're the oar on my boat that capsized
You're the forty my

more

Father forgive me, I know exactly what the fuck I'm doing

I will not be used by you anymore
I wish you could be happy but you're always at war
I

Plugging the holes ripped up by buzzing metal barbs
If you wanna row your boat to a better sea
You'll have to find the oars that'll take you there
(To erase

I don't wanna row this oar without you
You were a lighthouse to the sea
Your wisdom shone down on the waves
On the waves to help me see
No I don't

alone I'm the sailor
Eye of the storm aye
It's getting congested the ship is infested by swarms
Eye of the storm aye
Recycled inventions already rejected

boat's broken oar
It's not the only thing
waiting on the ocean floor

If you were me you'd be losing touch
If you were me, you grew up too much

I can see

forgotten shore
Pulling on your snow white oars
I see you way up in the sky
The sky is where you spread your wings and soar
Nobody you must answer for

Off the shore to the storm, sales rise at night. 
Oars rattle, there’ll be a battle – why it feels so right?

Raiders of the night. Follow the light.

to pull the rug, things change that's tough, guess it ain't what it was
Fed up I had enough, it's a weird sorta feeling, like getting hit by a bus
What

And wicked kings

Who lifts the veil
So I might see
The greatest gift
Inside of me

Who takes me by the weary hand
Shows me through the desperate land

The freedom forgot the phone at home
The freedom avoids these traffic jams
I have a book, I sit at the back of the tram
And day by day I’m getting

It's too late to turn around
Oh what I wouldn't give
To stand on solid ground
The wind is howling wild
These oars can't save us now
Just sea, our

The old man walked
To the wind weathered dock
With his pail and his pole
And his slicker
And he sang as he rowed
With his proud back bowed
And his oars

reach the heavens and see a sign
Oh Halibut, God of awe
Foda-se pisei cocó

We reach for the oars in rhythmic pace
To sail the seas and win this race
This

love it when we paddle
Sink or swim
The choice is yours
I'mma navigate the raft even if I lose the oars
I'm a bathtub boy
Never gamble with my luck
Wanna

fearless in a squall
I'd set my shoulders to the oars
Doing what I'd been taught by my Pa
My heart anchored to the shore
We had McStay's soda bread, butter

Cause there ain't no gavels (There ain't no gavels)
By the time I'm 23, wanna ball like I'm Bron
With occasional travels (Go on a trip, aye)
Come up in

It is said that it couldn't work any way else
But by means of a heard mentality
There are the sheep and there is the shepherd
The subversive grazing

stupid bitch, ima cyclone
Finna fly across the universe girl don't call my cell phone
14 bad shorties at my crib summoned by my teleport
Tryna steal my