they took me, they took me out to sea
and now i, am left to circle endlessly
they crossed, the wires
now i don’t, remember when it started or what happened next
there’s no exit
there’s no exit
nevermind the mess it’s worn and respected,
towers built of nothing but what we expected,
turn out all the people who lined up for ages,
don’t want to be the one that’s left on a sea of my own
they taught me, they taught me who what when,
and now i, i must pretend to see through them
so quiet, in here
so i’ll go, and i’ll go, and i’ll go but there is just no
there’s no exit
there’s no exit
nevermind the mess it’s worn and respected,
towers built of nothing but what we expected,
turn out all the people who lined up for ages,
don’t want to be the one that’s left on a sea of my own
all these words, all these words, i don’t get the meaning
try to block them up and store for the season
it’s the odd days alone that arrest my sense of
time passed by that i wasn’t part of
nevermind the mess it’s worn and respected,
towers built of nothing but what we expected,
turn out all the people who lined up for ages,
don’t want to be the one that’s left on a sea of my own
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