fish out of water
the devil's daughter
came to take me by the hand
but I knew she had a plan
to steal my soul
she rose up from the earth
that must have given birth
to her evil scheme
I heard a wicked scream
I should have run
years and years went by
till every tear was dry
I could no longer see
was it her or was it me
she chained my soul
but then there came a ghost
who strapped me to a post
and made me hear his word
even though it seemed absurd
he set me free
I took his sound advice
and I thanked him once or twice
he left my shackled room
but he dropped a golden plume
and now I use it
my heart was nearly burned
as smoke and sulfur churned
so I jumped into the river
and the water made me shiver
but I was home
fish out of water
the devil's daughter
came and took me by the hand
but I knew she had a plan
to steal my soul
but she lost my soul for good
and she never understood
that I had to break the chain
I needed cooling rain
I needed water
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