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letra de tour sh!t* - sewerperson

[intro]
(branwen)

[chorus]
way deep in my quarters inside of my vessel, i’m tastin’ the brine while i’m takin’ a breath
sorry to hurt you, my baby, i’ll stay on this ship and she’ll witness my death
i’ve been away for forty days
and forty more pass ‘fore i’m back on the land
comfy victorian-era decor
i can’t tell you the time ’cause i’m losin’ the track of it

[bridge]
i’ma play this b-tch on tour so you better learn this one
seriously, you ain’t hear this sh-t, sing along with me right here, baby

[verse 1]
okay, yeah, yeah, this stitch on my lips leave me nothin’ to say
yeah, yeah, proper death is a watery gravе
huh, yeah, yeah, her dеck was destroyed by this storm with her waves
well, at least a victim should taste my disturbed fate
yeah, yeah, i always help but no one was saved
but that’s just the way it goes and i wouldn’t want it to go any other way
ashes and barnacle wrap around my breathless throat
i felt the pressure on my chest as i drown alone
somethin’ pulls my legs down, it’s tentacles i make out
i guess i’m one with deep atlantic when water fills my brain now
[chorus]
huh, deep in my quarters inside of my vessel, i’m tastin’ the brine while i’m takin’ a breath
sorry to hurt you, my baby, i’ll stay on this ship and she’ll witness my death
i’ve been away for forty days
and forty more pass till i’m back on the land
comfy victorian-era decor
i can’t tell you the time ’cause i’m losin’ the track of it

[verse 2]
huh, i sip my gin, she sip actavis
oh, so you rich and you nice with it?
i’m off it all while performin’ this sh-t
i got 30s in me and i’m high as sh-t
uh, i’m not a victim, don’t try to save me
there’s foam in my cup, i think i’m gettin’ rabies
she is an angel, i’m more like hades
i’ll take you down to the underworld, baby
i feel i’m broken and worse for wear
i’m still alone with my friends in here
i’m feelin’ her pain and i’m brought to tears, this empty theme i fear
fill my heart with teflon, but it still beats the same song
it’s one of doom and regret

[chorus]
huh, deep in my quarters inside of my vessel, i’m tastin’ the brine while i’m takin’ a breath
sorry to hurt you, my baby, i’ll stay on this ship and she’ll witness my death
i’ve been away for forty days
and forty more pass till i’m back on the land
comfy victorian-era decor
i can’t tell you the time ’cause i’m losin’ the track of it

- sewerperson

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