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wake me up when its about to burn now

trapped in ourselves we got to dine so special

trapped in a state of coding sores and stretches

we getting bored with crashing phones and

there you know a lot of storms standing at the front door i hear them calling

i waste myself i tear the bones pick me up now, my pride is drowning

you know its undertow pick me up now the turn is dawning

you know its undertow pick me up now

anytime you hit the ground i start to ride a disaster dog

anytime you hit me back i rain about rain about