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kill no whale
living like a sailor,
isolated no were to go.
bound by the seven seas...
fine my soul ,indeed;
beneath this Crystal blue sheet,
their goes the killer whale;
or vise versa ,
whale killed.
none stop journey,
left the emotions at home.
pale blue skin,
a vessel for tears
of does who want to know what is behold within.
patience running thin,
driving you away from me.
you as in company;
me as in maker of irony,
loneliness drove me insane;
as you all could see,
non-sense on my mind.
may be the THC,
may be the alcohols doing,
or just cross-faded with no remorse.
isolated no were to go.
bound by the seven seas...
fine my soul ,indeed;
beneath this Crystal blue sheet,
their goes the killer whale;
or vise versa ,
whale killed.
none stop journey,
left the emotions at home.
pale blue skin,
a vessel for tears
of does who want to know what is behold within.
patience running thin,
driving you away from me.
you as in company;
me as in maker of irony,
loneliness drove me insane;
as you all could see,
non-sense on my mind.
may be the THC,
may be the alcohols doing,
or just cross-faded with no remorse.
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