I am in a sinking ship
Still to complete a very long trip
What can I do
Who can I run to
Sharks are already roaming
Closer and closer they keep coming
Words can not explain this pain
To see your next misfortune reign
I find myself already crying
As I knew time would keep on drying
It has to keep on running for it is time
If it should wait it would be a crime
Now the ship is going below the sea
The ocean and nothing else is all I see
How did I get here I cannot swim
How did I get here this should be a dream
Now I am standing at the ships tip
Seeing the sharks licking their lip
They are all waiting at the oceans top
Just waiting for me to drop
So I decided to shout in Jesus name
Then I felt a tap on my face
Then I suddenly started hearing my name
And someone saying your sleep talking has become a case
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