Hollow Point from FIN by Pox

The pressure slowly builds
Time to take our vows
Time to pack it in
We owe it to ourselves
There is no other way
And it’s tearing me apart

She’s sleeping with a loaded gun
She cocks it every day
(’cause I can sink with you to the bottom of the sea…)
She pulls the trigger but the safety’s on
(I can guarantee — we will not be found…)


The voices never stop
Though at times I wish they would
(trying to make a fool of me…)
The big fish float on top
The big fish float on by
with the weight of the sea pushing down on me

She loves me like the day is long
(deep enough to drown)
At least that’s what she says
I can’t imagine that she’d do me harm
(are we deep enough — deep enough to drown?)

Inside the oyster
deep in the ocean
life at the bottom
inspires devotion
inside my oyster
in tiny compartments
you’ll never find me…

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