Waterline
Raise the waterline and tear down the sandbags Break out the disaster relief and call in the hazmat Because the flood is getting worse and my heart is getting heavy The walls are falling down and the thoughts are coming in But she seems to be above it this mystical commitment Shes above it and laughs at the terms of endearment That i whisper in her ears and her cracked smiles make me realize my fears She's flooding out my desert and shading out my sun The levees have been beaten and broken By all the lies that were silently spoken She glides over it all while I slowly sink in
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Beckett
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