"black wave coming will it hit?
i can taste the fear, yeah, it's written on my lips...
waiting on a black wave, running in a rat maze
shaking in my own cage, what do i believe?
waiting on a black wave, living under bad days
shaking in my own cage, what do i believe?
stumbling down the street
when the ocean crash down, who you gonaa call?
hold your breath, hold your breath, counting 1,2..."
- from "black wave" by k. flay
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