《Painful Words》Water
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Water
Pulling me down
Crashes to the ground
Started off as a fun time
Felt so alive
Then the tide turned rough
It all seemed like too much
People were watching me fall
Acted like they didn't care at all
Water
Pulling me down
Crashes to the ground
Suffocating me till I drown
Nothing left to give when you're drowning
Currents trying to keep me from trying
Didn't really care though
When I was dying
Life was all too boring
Needed something to help me endure
The water was my symbolization of life
Life pulled me down
Kept crashing me to the ground
Life started off as fun
But now I just want to be done
Water
Pulling me down
Crashes to the ground
Suffocating me till I drown
Nothing left to give when you're drowning
Currents trying to keep me from trying
Didn't really care though
When I was dying
Found something worth living for
It made me want so much more
Found myself trying
No more of the sighing
It all become so much better
Shore
Pulled me up
Rising from the ground
Helping me breathe
While I had everything to give
Stopped lying and started trying
I cared about my life again
I was finally breathing
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