I am lost, in an ocean. Far away from home. Carry me, across the sea. To a place I've known. And i don't like it here anymore. No i don't like it here, anymore. Anymore. Lock me in, close the door. Oxygen, falls apart. Spiders crawl, Mountains fall. Every evening sirens call. And i don't like it here anymore. No i don't like it here, anymore. Anymore. (vocalising) And i don't like it here anymore. No i don't like it here, anymore. No i don't like it here, anymore. No i don't like it here, anymore
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