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Lake Polluted

My Guns

04:14
Bayou Black
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Go to tread in the water the first time,

the last thing on my mind.

A few steps will suit me fine.

Go to bed underwater the next time,

your smile could not match mine.

Wanna do this another time.

 

and when my mask begins to break

fall from my face,

I lay my real self to waste.

 

I didn't know if I'd know what to do.

But I can't hold back, I can't hold back.

I didn't know if I'd know what to do.

But I got my guns, I've got my got my guns.

 

Another year underwater distorts time.

Cloudy as my sky.

I hate it when I get dry.

I try to wake but then the day becomes night.

Reflections do not lie.

Gonna give in a few more times.

 

and when my mask begins to break

fall from my face,

I lay my real self to waste.

 

I didn't know if I'd know what to do.

But I can't hold back, I can't hold back.

I didn't know if I'd know what to do.

But I got my guns, I've got my got my guns.

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