Ocean Song

Put me in the ocean

I want to scratch my fingernails there, there

Can't hear the words you say down here

About all the ways us girls can dieFind me

Any, any old way you want me

Find me find me

Any old way you want meIf I were dead you would love me more

Then all my words would become like gold

The angels you've created they would swarm towards my grave

And lie about the way we really liveI tend to your wounds as I bleed

You just keep talk talking at me

I tend to your wounds as I bleed

You cover your ears, don't wanna hear me scream

Never wanna hear me scream

Don't wanna hear me scream

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