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Dancing on a deep decision
The operators incist on what's best,
Flirting with a wise invention
I slide a hairpin in the hornets nest,
Now they're spitting up their blood
and coughing out their cancer,
I can't believe that's all it took
to get them caught up in all this gloom,
Is it a casket or a coffin, sugar?
These synonyms remind me of you,

Theres a spider on a wedding cake,
It slid it's way into the wine,
Now a lighthouse is a nervous wreck
It can't seem to shine a light,
The cruise ship swings wide right 
And ran aground around at nine

Though the people say they're absolutely fine,
Their anxiously biding their time,

If you drowned yourself on the bottom deck
you'd spare yourself a tomb
Give the rescue boats another hour,
On the ocean floor they'll see us swoon

Things are
becoming clear to me
We're sunken like those chests

Best of the Best

to have a burial at sea, I guess