My sins are torn and I'm lost at sea
The stars refuse to guide me
The oceans churning and I'm burning to see what horrors await me
Horrors await me
Hold my breath
Wait it, watching for a break in the storm
For a cross, worth a chance.
But all I am is ripping anywhere for too long
I've let it take me where it will
I see the ways building out of my view
I see the deaths past the blackness
There's no surprises left to throw at me
What's another storm to sail?
Another storm to sail
What's the difference, when the sea has taken all from me.
What's the difference?
I'll be different

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