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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

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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

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

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

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

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

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

smoke better than
Aint worried bout weathering
Or tethering
Connected, respected by your weatherman
You plugged in
But to who
The devilman

I'm heaven

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

clawing at the door with a call im scratching paw to leave
I need a call to breathe
against the torrent oars crack I need a short aprieve
Verse 2:

now I

ever done
The days ain't ever through
They found me barely sleeping on that rocky shore
They shackled me with all the rest and chained me to an oar

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

3 opened eyes
Mean better sight
See the open door
Let go of the oar
Go through
Can you

We
Stop and we go
Within our row
Led by machine
We are

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

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

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

Eastwards into holmgaard
To kievan rus
We ride the waves of Gandvik
And put the oars to use
A hard and sturdy longship, hard and sturdy men
Sailing

sorrow or pain
Just like your brothers and sisters
You should only know joy and singing

The oar of our country
Is held only by Stalin
Only he leads us

try to figure out
What the meaning is and all
Letting in what feeling has forsaken
Mooring oars of doubt

Could it be I simply threw a stone
And it

and bound to land
I leapt but could not fly as thousands passed me by
Can I be free with all this pain I've found
Can I lay my burden down

It seems I've

that you know me piss off (Said)
One mixtape two mixtapes three workin' on four
Here comes the battering ram led by condor
Thought I was gonna quit now

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

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

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
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