Pink Taylor · Jun 17, 2010
But Not Quite Done

Untie the strings
Cause they're not worth climbing anymore
My hands are getting rope burns
And I can't wait for you to pull me up

I don't care anymore
If I'm drowning in the water

If I'm floating alone in the sea

the pleasure's no longer equal to the pain

So I have to stop climbing

Come on down
if you feel like taking a swim

 
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