This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, is coincidental and unintentional.This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, is coincidental and unintentional.This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, is coincidental and unintentional.This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, is coincidental and unintentional.This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, is coincidental and unintentional.This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, is coincidental and unintentional.This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, is coincidental and unintentional.This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, is coincidental and unintentional.This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, is coincidental and unintentional.This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, is coincidental and unintentional.IIFeelGoI'm in too deep with youMy little tragedyI'm in too deep with youMy little tragedyWith your slaveryYou on top of meWith your nails in my faceScratching, bleedingI'm in too deep with youAnd all you doIs *** hurt meI'm in too deep with youI'm in too deep with youMy little tragedyI'm in too deep with youI'm falling like a stoneInto waterAnd when you learn to swimYou want to pick me up againI'll be goneDriven to seaAnd Come back to CausewayI'm in too deep with youMy little tragedyI'm in too deep with youMy little tragedyMy little tragedy