[Verse 1]
Talking with myself in the middle of a land-locked parking lot
Cough drop dripping from my mouth like a long shot
My writer's blocking oh oh oh
Sick of all the small talk, dripping non-stop
From the open-mouth graves of the faux hawk cinder block malls
My blood clot pen, oh oh oh
[Pre-Chorus]
Oh maybe I could break clean
Yea, maybe I could break clean
[Chorus]
We're on your shore again
I can feel the ocean
I can feel your open arms
That pure emotion
I'm finally free again
By my own explosion
We're on your shore again
I can feel the ocean
[Verse 2]
Saltwater running through my veins like a blind spot
Like I got caught, saltwater like your teardrop
With this saltwater heart oh oh oh
Now it's an abstract hought but I've been thinking non-stop
'bout the fact that my body's made most out of raindrops
With this saltwater heart oh oh oh
[Pre-Chorus]
Oh maybe I could wash clean
Yea maybe I could believe
[Chorus]
We're on your shore again
I can feel the ocean
I can feel your open arms
That pure emotion
I'm finally free again
Like my own explosion
We're on your shore again
I can feel the ocean
[Bridge]
Maybe I could wash clean
Yea maybe I could wash clean
On my land-locked dreams
And maybe I could believe
[Chorus]
We're on your shore again
I can feel the ocean
I can feel your open arms
That pure emotion
I'm finally free again
Like my own explosion
We're on your shore again
I can feel the ocean
I can feel the ocean
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