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Micheal/Has Its Eyes On You/boat

Sometimes, I miss him.

There is a gaping hole where he used to be,

but that's my fault.

No one can seem to fill it, and I've tried.

And now, he's most likely forever gone.

I'm just in big bad trouble.

I float in a boat, in a raging black ocean

Nowhere to go.

All alone.