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And if I could swim
 
I'd swim out to you in the ocean,
 
Swim out to where you were floating
 
in the dark.
 
And if was blessed
 
I walk on the water you're breathing,
 
To lend you some air for that heaving
 
Sunken chest.
 
'Cause they chose you
 
As the model
 
For their empty little dreams.
 
With your new head
 
And your legs spread
 
Like a filthy magazine.
 
And they hunt you
 
And they gut you
 
And you give in.
 
 
And if I was brave
 
I'd climb up to you on the mountain.
 
They led you to drink from their fountain
 
Spouting lies.
 
And I'd slay
 
The horrible beast they commissioned
 
To steer me away from my mission
 
To your eyes,
 
And I'd stand there
 
Like a soldier
 
With my foot upon his chest.
 
With my grin spread
 
And my arms out
 
In my bloodstained Sunday's best,
 
And you'd hold me
 
I'd remind you
 
Who you are...
 
Under their shell..
 
 
I'd walk through hell for you.
 
Let it burn right through my shoes.
 
These soles are useless without you.
 
Through hell for you
 
Let the torturing ensue.
 
My soul is useless without you
 
 
And if they sent a whirlwind,
 
I'd hug it like a harmless little tree.
 
Or an earthquake,
 
I'd calm it,
 
And I'd bring you back to me,
 
And I'd hold you
 
In my weak arms like a first born.
 
 
I'd walk through hell for you.
 
Let it burn right through my shoes.
 
These soles are useless without you.
 
Through hell for you
 
Let the torturing ensue.
 
My soul is useless without you (through hell for you)
 
 
(through hell for you) without you
 
Without you (through hell for you)
 
Without you (through hell for you)
 
 
Now, I've walked through hell for you,
 
What's an adventurer to do
 
But rest these feet at home with you
 

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