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Driftwood FigurinesThe destination is a lost locationThe realisation that we're all patients of ruthless dictators We're just roofless painters Painting stories of former glories Driftwood figurines Myths blow them to smithereens I don't want anyone to know what I've done If they knew they'd have my back against the wall for I've sinned It's my secret & I will keep it for always I will pay someday for all of this won't go astray It remains in my veins & drains the pain straight to my heart This was my design I couldn't swallow my own advice And now I must pay the price A debt I cannot afford A threat that cannot be ignored The dreams have all been washed ashore Someone's normality is another's insanity No new beginnings, this is the sea that I swim in (forever) You are what you drink & my vessel she sinks in this illness Your freedom's my prison Oh how I so wish you could feel this |