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Unsinkable ships.The water came in I said to hell with it.If we're gonna make it outWe're not gonna advertise it.We'll walk with our eyes closed.What's ahead I'd rather never knowIf we're gonna make it out.We're all thrown out pennies in a wishing well.So I took a tripUp the mountain that would never end.I felt a flood inside of me.When I pulled up onto Inca Street.He taught me love and facts.That we're not sinking we're just tunneling downTo a place that's out of reachFrom all the sickness that covers everything.I gave up on giving up on me.(I gave up on giving up.)I gave up on giving up on me.(I gave up on giving up.)I gave up on giving up on me.(I gave up on giving up.)I gave up on giving up on me. From Letras Mania