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I am wading through the waters wanting you. I don't dare look cause I'll see right through. I tried to warm myself to sleep, but now I'm wading way too deep. I can't scream my sirens any higher, cause I'm bound to find a fire. I can smell your closeness though you hide in your tower The peasant boy playing with the princess of power. And out of the struggle of your isolation, comes a redemption of innocence by association. I can't scream my sirens any higher, cause I'm bound to find a fire. So I will play your game, cause it's my game too. A stranger's arithmetic where one and one don't make two. I can sense a softness there, can you imagine the lifelessness that we could share. I can't scream my sirens any higher, cause I'm bound to find a fire. From Letras Mania