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How are we supposed to cope When you are the boat and I am the rope Holding on so slightly While you continue to pull away What happens when the rope finally breaks? Do you drift out to sea, Or stay where you're at? The tides are changing You can feel it in the waters You're ever so lightly swaying And Im about to give out.
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Aug 28, 2015
Aug 28, 2015 at 12:25 AM UTC
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How are we supposed to cope When you are the boat and I am the rope Holding on so slightly While you continue to pull away What happens when the rope finally breaks? Do you drift out to sea, Or stay where you're at? The tides are changing You can feel it in the waters You're ever so lightly swaying And Im about to give out.
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Aug 28, 2015
Aug 28, 2015 at 12:25 AM UTC
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