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OCEAN TRIP
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OCEAN TRIP
When is this going to be through
All I can feel is blue.
There's nothing to do. There's nothing to view.
All I see is the sea. Sea of blue.
Why is this happening to me?
Up and down.
Side to side.
Feelings I don't hide.
We roll. We rock.
Nobody see, wants to with me, talk.
We rock. We roll.
I've been sick, this trip whole.
How many days have I been away?
So many nights, land out of sight.
I do have a fright. This is not right.
