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• Artiste: Friday's Nightmare
• Titre: Sharks
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Watch out! The sharks are closing in, Face it, we're never gonna win. Danger, desire, well it's all a bore, We're drowning, we're drowning and Don't even know what for. Just tell me what we're doing here, Pressed up to your ear when you finely hit shore, You'll hear us screaming our stories of Sharks! Sniffing phonelines for traces of blood, Saying they're right, I'm wrong. And now I'm holding on. That's how you want it to be, yeah, I'll shout! Swam t'ward the sun, turned 'round. They let me float on my own, All watched me go, said, “They'll get you, you know." They follow before they attack, Stir trouble before their jaws grasp. An arm or a leg for them to bite down and twist, We couldn't read meanings, it was too much to resist Shackles made of cinderblocks, We're trapped to an eternity here at the docks, You'll hear us screaming our stories of Sharks! Sniffing phonelines for traces of blood, Saying they're right, I'm wrong, And now I'm holding on. That's how you want it to be, yeah, I'll shout! Swam t'ward the sun, turned 'round. They let me float on my own, All watched me go, said, “They'll get you, you know." Sharks! Sniffing phonelines for traces of blood, Saying they're right, I'm wrong, And now I'm holding on. That's how you want it to be, yeah, I'll shout! Until they pull us down While we can breathe, I remark: "Don't you swim with sharks, they'll get you, you know."