Everyday feels like a constant s t r u g g l e
A little girl washed out in the w
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And everyday she tries to keep her head up
She gets pulled deeper to her grave
Her silent screams can't be heard
She is a slave of the sea
And maybe when she drowns
Everyone can see what is wrong with me.