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Rising Tide lyrics
You're an island of a girl
Adrift in a world with a rising tide
You know that the coming storm
Is gonna be a crazy ride
With your altars made of trash
The aftermath
Of disposable dreams
You know that you were born
For more than what machines provide
I will write you a song that sounds like
A faded photograph
Of your favorite night
Just a little something to remember me by
You can sing along
If you like it enough
Play it on your phonograph
It sounds kinda rough
It's just a little something to remember me by
You're an ocean of a girl
Surrounding a world
With a blackening tide
You know that the coming storm
Is gonna be a crazy ride
With your altars made of bones
The aftermath
Of disposable wings
You know that you were born
For more than what machines provide
Machines provide
I will write you a song that sounds like
A faded photograph
Of your favorite night
Just a little something to remember me by
You can sing along
If you like it enough
Play it on your phonograph
It sounds kinda rough
It's just a little something to remember me by
You can sing along if you like it enough
Just a little something to remember me by
Part of these releases
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- Track 5 on Blind Threshold
- 4 Spiderbite
- 6 Daze
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