The fondness you've adapted isn't gonna transfer would it?
Can't hold onto it either, can you?
Drench it down to the bottom of the abyss
And settle there pulling you in, sucking!
Till your bones dry and you've got no place to hide,
There you'll find that I was there...
But realising that it is too late to realise.
Then you'll be far greater pulled down.
But it's just your own thoughts letting you down
What would it take to make you realise, I'll never leave?
-♡
