And how I hope for the seas to long for you
How I wish for the them to drench for you
Oh the filthy waves, must they create a havoc
When you won't be sought
When you would be gone
The tides should learn your ways
And fiddle through your sways
The way I shall drown
The way I shall frown
And through it all,
I want the skies to defer
To deter from the howl
To deter from the scowl
Jan 19, 2025
Jan 19, 2025 at 10:21 AM UTC
And how I hope for the seas to long for you
How I wish for the them to drench for you
Oh the filthy waves, must they create a havoc
When you won't be sought
When you would be gone
The tides should learn your ways
And fiddle through your sways
The way I shall drown
The way I shall frown
And through it all,
I want the skies to defer
To deter from the howl
To deter from the scowl
**** you seas, why won't you suffer
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