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Artist List   /   Emery   /   ...In Shallow Seas We Sail


         

07. The Poor And The Prevalent

...In Shallow Seas We Sail
by Emery

       
Lyrics:

I’ve got to put a stop to all this, to all this being separated and then cut off
I’ve got to put a stop to all this
Separate then fall

We could float…over the world and decide for ourselves if we will ever return
If only our dreams were fires to ignite, then we could let the whole world burn

You said this was over when you suffocate the truth and trade for nothing
(Save us, the kisses and the distances are clinging to my weaknesses)
Somebody help me here cause I can’t steer the wrong words away
(I’ve seen this, tasted, a killer to my worries and then caught me without my defense)

There’s a death inside, and it’s yours and mine
So count up your identities, invented for the frequencies of need

Does it depend on circumstance or excuse
My inheritance of the abuse
The importance of new
My choice of the two
The truth is that I choose you

You said this was over when you suffocate the truth and trade for nothing
(Save us, the kisses and the distances are clinging to my weaknesses)
Somebody help me here cause I can’t steer the wrong words away
(I’ve seen this, tasted, a killer to my worries and then caught me without my defense)

There’s a death inside, and it’s yours and mine
So count up your identities, invented for the frequencies of need

I’ve got to put a stop to all this, to all this being separated and then cut off

I’m crushed, broken, begging for this
Outside of you, but this severance?
Torn from my hands, I still taste it
Torn from my hands with my consent

Cowards and Princes can sometimes look the same
Just blink and they change
They change, I’ve changed, we’ve changed too


 
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