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Lyrics:
Come out from under our covers Put on your clothes We’re both sinking tonight Wherever it goes
After somebody hammers Emergency glass Sing in key with the sirens Yer so bad
As the saltwater gushes Into our ship’s holes Don’t you dare jump without me I’m not good on my own
You’re not leaving this wreck We’re both going down with it
There is peace beyond trouble And I’m desperate to meet you Below the blue surface In a quiet reprieve
We’re too poor to be precious So cut off your nose and Come dying with me darling The bed of the ocean’s
Great tank of disaster It wrecks who it pleases The swell pulls me under Come under with me
You’re not leaving this wreck We’re both going down with it
You’re not leaving this wreck I’ve got pills in my pocket
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