Whoa is me, hear the rushing sea, the mist flirts with my eyes
My heart it thumps, and bumps, and jumps, it throws me to the ground
I know not what, or why, or who, just get me there alive
With all my might I try and try, just trying to survive
My heart it beats, and weeps with blood, the tears streak thru my veins
For all I know, thus little bit, for when it goes, I'm gone
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