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Days like this, I don't know what to do with myself
All day and all night
I wander the halls along the walls
And under my breath I say to myself
I need fuel to take flight
~
And there's too much going on
But it's calm under the waves
In the blue of my oblivion
Under the waves
In the blue of my oblivion
~
Is that why they call me
A sullen girl, sullen girl?
They don't know I used to sail
The deep and tranquil sea
But he washed me ashore
And took my pearl
And left an empty shell of me