O-Zone
I drew a ship
It sailed the sea
The sea was my mind
It was not free
I drew a bath
It was too cold
So, I rubbed it out
This rhyme is old
I drew some strength
My skin was taut
But in the end
It availed me not
I drew some water
It spilled away
My pail was empty
And, by the way
It comes after the N-Zone
It sailed the sea
The sea was my mind
It was not free
I drew a bath
It was too cold
So, I rubbed it out
This rhyme is old
I drew some strength
My skin was taut
But in the end
It availed me not
I drew some water
It spilled away
My pail was empty
And, by the way
It comes after the N-Zone
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