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• Artiste: Feeder
• Titre: Submarine
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Riding on the carousel of pain And my mind is playing tricks again But it's so hard now to pretend Find the words in my defence We, we got out in a submarine heading south So that we could get out Of the rat race From the bottom to the top Raised to the surface from the dark Some nights we cried ourselves to sleep When we lived amongst the trolls and freaks We, we got out In a submarine heading south So that we could get out Of the rat race That feeling when I held you in my arms As we sailed away The sorrow and the poison in our lives Nothing left to break It's alright We're gonna make it alright So hold tight Or it all remains the same It's alright We're gonna make it alright So hold tight Or it all remains the same Same If we hold on We'll sail beneath the ocean We'll live under the sea We'll watch the mermaids swimming Find peace, tranquility We'll sail beneath the ocean We'll live under the sea We'll watch the mermaids swimming Find peace, tranquility And we, we got out in a submarine heading south So that we could get out Of the rat race So that we could get out Of the rat race Too much work now just won't make us an wiser Only fill our heads with thoughts we can't decipher Too much work now just won't make us an wiser Only fill our heads with thoughts we can't decipher