Feed me a line, momma
Let me see you twist your serpent tongue
In them torn jeans, I'm gonna
Make you wish that were young
Lead me on
Lead me anywhere
I was born to believe you
I believe you
Give me a sign, sailor
Tie yourself up christ-like to the mast
We sweat-soaked, make your
Pretty little jawline relax
Even sharks dream of failure
Swimming back into the past
Lead me on
Lead me anywhere
I was born to believe you
Lead me on
Baby, I don't care
I believe you
Lead me on
Lead me anywhere
I was born to believe you
Lead me on
Baby, I don't care
I was born to believe you
I was born to believe you
I believe you
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