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Sometimes when it comes to love its like being at the bottom of a lake
Find myself holding my breath even though the water is fake
The emotions are very real
The feelings are life saving, but they kill
Still
In this water so long my skin is starting to peel
I'm tough like the navy, swimmer like a seal
But the abyss is too deep
Steady kicking my feet
My legs are growing weak
Swimming for what feels like an eternity but it was really a week
Putting in an effort to hold my head above water, I try my best
In Lovers Lake I feel like a monster of Loch Ness
Happy times like little kids
Dangerous times like giant squids
Seaweed from my toes to my eyelids
Pain is love
Love is pain
Floating in this lake removes the hate stain
Leave the mark of love upon my soul
A girl's lifeguard is my rightful role
This water is more sharp than a steel shard
Wrapping around my heart like a wire thats barbed
But blood refuses to leak, only H2O
No director of this movie, no HBO
Stranded alone in Lovers Lake, without a boat
Shall I continue to kick, or just float
If I find my way to shore
Effect of love is no more
Cleaning the lake is such a huge chore
When it rains it pours
Acid rain in my pores
Lovers' Lake water enters my heart's doors
Some people who swam in this lake have drown, body goes stale
Feel like a trout, in a lake full of whale
Deeper, deeper I get
I guess this is it
I drown
Compassion king...where is my crown
The fish around me frown
Because the sun's rays don't reach this far down
I refuse to panic
As I think of the Titanic
Rose and Jack
Their love for each other I lack
My life, my mind, my soul
I need them back
My thoughts are like potion
Like fluid from a lake with motion
Wait...this is Lovers Lake not the Atlantic Ocean
I wouldn't need to be saved
If I would've behaved
Fell in love to the point I'm in too deep
Busy thinking about her, I can't eat
She's a positive reason that I can't sleep
The promises I made to her, I will keep
My feelings are never fake
Drowning in Lovers Lake
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