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**✨ *“Barbed Shores and Ghost Towns”* ✨**
*(Verse 1)*
Barbed wire beaches where we once played,
Clouds are barrage balloons, the sand decayed.
Sandcastles crumble beneath your feet,
Spent shells scatter where the waves meet.
Bodies drift in waters that swell,
Seagulls no longer sing, only dwell.
You stand there, fragile, with a withered bloom,
Blackpool fallen, swallowed by gloom.
*(Chorus)*
The tide decides where the driftwood goes,
Morning light paints the world in shadows.
Beneath the waves, the deep ones sing,
Titanic secrets in rusted, broken rings.
Submerge with me in the endless sea,
Where beauty and darkness collide endlessly.
*(Verse 2)*
Midnight haunts the abandoned fair,
Ghost rides creak in the cold, stale air.
The ghost train runs with no one to scare,
Boats float lonely in tunnels that glare.
Laughter long gone, love torn apart,
Ghosts of seaside towns press on your heart.
Every ride, every sound, a fractured memory,
A carnival twisted by eternity.
*(Bridge)*
It never hurts, it never leaves bruises,
But the shadows twist with the colors of illusions.
The sky folds inward, the waves reach high,
And everything you loved begins to die.
Hands reach for you, but the water pulls,
Every secret, every dream dissolves.
*(Chorus)*
The tide decides where the driftwood goes,
Morning light paints the world in shadows.
Beneath the waves, the deep ones sing,
Titanic secrets in rusted, broken rings.
Submerge with me in the endless sea,
Where beauty and darkness collide endlessly.
*(Outro / Nightmare Drift)*
Barbed shores and ghost towns, the carnival of night,
Seagulls and driftwood swallowed by fright.
Blackened waves whisper, the ocean sighs,
Take my hand, pale Siren, and drown your eyes.
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If you want, I can **also make an even more trippy, looped, “mind-melting” version**, where the imagery stretches and warps like a continuous bad trip, full of hallucinations, distorted seaside horror, and sinking surrealism.
Do you want me to do that?
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