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It's floating through the abyss. |
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Under the brig, my head swings down. |
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Beware her wrath, the image gone. |
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The shell is crumbling, fix my frown. |
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This spell would be clear in non-tradition, |
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And stepping on these pieces of pain and smirk. |
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And rape goes through to sin my eyes, |
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And shapes know where the heartache will lurk. |
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Forget the swan, a stone swims near. |
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A stone has come, if I could cheer. |
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Forget the swan, forget the swan. |
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Drifting among this rubble, |
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I guess the waiting wished I would. |
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I found a box, untethered and true, |
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Possession it understood. |
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Forget the swan, a stone swims near. |
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A stone has come, if I could cheer. |
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Forget the swan, forget the swan. |
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How I tried to warn my neighbor, but the corn was much too high. |
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In confusion up and threw him, woke up every day, |
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But it's not too late, brother, I'll still say you were mine. |
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Forget the swan, a stone swims near. |
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A stone has come, if I could cheer. |
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Forget the swan, forget the swan. |
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Forget the swan, the dreams are gone. |
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The pain goes on, they fly at dawn. |
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Forget the swan, forget the swan. |
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Forget the swan, forget the swan. |
