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BThe ship was sinking; we were dDmrinking, singing one last Gmsong, Casting our Fgold into the ocean. BYou grabbed a bucket, started sDmcreaming, "Come on,Gm come on", Trying to sFlow the downward motion. EbBack in the kingdom, we were Fkings and queens and Oh, so stroGmng That God hiFmself could not contain us. EbWe never thought we'd be the Fshorter half of sword and guGmn. Now god hiFmself could never save us.
EbWaves of silver, waves of gFold GmAre coming now to take mBbe, EbTo separate my body from my sFoul GmAnd Jesus leaves or takes Fme. EbHopes of heaven, fears of hFell GmTell me, what's the chance I'll mBbake it. EbAll my other plans have faiFled, GmAnd all this time I've fakeFd it.