Undertow: The Hunt of The Conman

Noah

Undertow, undertow.
Let me breathe before you let me go.

Undertow, undertow.
Throw your anchor far below.

Wake me now, wake me now.
It's safe to say I don't want to drown.

Slumber fast. Oh, the catch.
Holding up a remarkable story.

Haul me off, haul me off.
Another trophy for the glory.

Undertow, undertow.
Another deed in the shadows.

  • Author: Noah (Offline Offline)
  • Published: August 20th, 2017 01:42
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