Ocean grime makes its way through your toes
A sea with no regard for the bodies it throws
One blink, one broken sweat,
One soul who learns to know regret
Still your hands, gain some control,
Regain your confidence as the sharks flee below,
But that's the way they work,
sinking beneath you,
Only rising up when they're ready to eat you up.
Nervous, I am getting nervous.
There's always a need to be.
Bloodhunters and false companions
everywhere a man can breathe.
Who to trust and who to kill, who knows?
With a broken leg, swim back to shore.
With a broken head, find your way back.
Nervous, I am getting nervous.
There's always a need to be.
Bloodhunters and politicians
everywhere a man can breathe.
Who to trust and who to kill, who knows?
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