Coeur d'Alone - Coeur d'Alone

There Are No Fish In the Sea for Me

Some humans are hard to read
I've been planting jealous seed
Some humans are hard to read
There are no fish in the sea for me
There are no fish in the sea for me
There are no fish in the sea for me
I caught death in my lifelines
Reeling and spinning and not giving a fuck about it
I lost my soul in the crack vibe
Oh my, yeah I'm down
Give into my only qualms
I've got no palms anymore
I wore 'em down on these rusty guitar strings
And I sit here alone playing elegies to effigies
And I don't intend a meaning to my words
I say it, spray it
Flush it, fake it, flaunt it, fuck it
Flush it, fake it, flaunt it, fuck it
Flush it, fake it, flaunt it, fuck it
Flush it, fake it, flaunt it, fuck it
Flush it, fake it, flaunt it, fuck it

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Writer(s): Angelo Sebastian Luciano
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