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Sharks in the Tub
Sitting and dripping in a porcelain bowl
My feet are sticking out because I'm not quite small
Round and round those fins go
Over and under when the tide blows
Sandpaper skin causing me to bleed
Sharks in the tub and a screamer in me
Water goes over as I stand to struggle
Making a flood on the tiles
They rub on my ankles and chew on my souls
Grind on my knuckles and laugh like ghouls
With the water a darken
Sharks in the tub stalkin
My head made its way to collide with the edge of all those imaginary fiends
My feet are sticking out because I'm not quite small
Round and round those fins go
Over and under when the tide blows
Sandpaper skin causing me to bleed
Sharks in the tub and a screamer in me
Water goes over as I stand to struggle
Making a flood on the tiles
They rub on my ankles and chew on my souls
Grind on my knuckles and laugh like ghouls
With the water a darken
Sharks in the tub stalkin
My head made its way to collide with the edge of all those imaginary fiends
Published 27th Oct 2016
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