The choppy sea and pea soup mist
Give this place one of the weirdest vibes
But the turbulent waves
That cause the boat to dip and dive
And plant themselves on deck
Makes one live in the moment
Now is the time to act
Regardless of bloody hands and nose
From broken spokes and shattered glass
Crash after crash spell one thing out
It’s do or die and that is that


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