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03/05/2026
Submarine
Par Feeder
Album : Black/Red

Riding on the carousel of pain

And my mind is playing tricks again

But it's so hard now to pretend

Find the words in my defense

We, we got out in a submarine heading south
So that we could get out
Of the rat race

From the bottom to the top

Raised to the surface from the dark

Some nights we cried ourselves to sleep

When we lived amongst the trolls and freaks

We, we got out in a submarine heading south
So that we could get out
Of the rat race

That feeling when I held you in my arms

As we sailed away

The sorrow and the poison in our lives

Nothing left to break

It's alright
We're gonna make it alright
So hold tight
Or it all remains the same
It's alright
We're gonna make it alright
So hold tight
Or it all remains the same

Same

If we hold on

We'll sail beneath the ocean
We'll live under the sea
We'll watch the mermaids swimming
Find peace, tranquility
We'll sail beneath the ocean
We'll live under the sea
We'll watch the mermaids swimming
Find peace, tranquility

And we, we got out (got out) in a submarine heading south

So that we could get out
Of the rat race
So that we could get out
Of the rat race
Too much work now just won't make us an wiser
Only fill our heads with thoughts we can't decipher
Too much work now just won't make us an wiser
Only fill our heads with thoughts we can't decipher
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