Ooh Mr. Waters’
I’ve got something on you.
Ooh in still waters
there hides your great and darkest Taboo
and their eyes spy down on you.
I’m sipping yellow wine, and dancing all night long.
He keeps playing his guitar and singing my favorite songs
I can’t feel my legs, it's like I’m dancing on thin air
Life has felt so good…
It almost seems unfair
Ooh Mr. Waters’
I’ve got something there deep inside you.
Ooh and there in still waters
hides your great and darkest Taboo
And their eyes, their eyes spy down on you.
We drive through the night, I’m a bit intoxicated too
We take it to the lake for a secret ring rendezvous
The moon is calling me, and the night is still young
and with the feeling of an impeding engagement,
I agree to have some fun
Ooh Mr. Waters’
I’ve got something on you ooh.
Ooh in still waters
hides your great and darkest Taboo
Eyes spy down on you…
There’s water in my ears
I’m tasting my own blood
I’m caught. Stuck in the mud, with wounds across my gut
There’s water to my eyes, Still I can see the sky
My breath was giving in…
Still death just couldn’t win
Ooh Mr. Waters’
I’ve got something on you ooh
Ooh in still waters
hides your great and darkest Taboo
And their eye’s, their eyes spy down on you
I wake up in the water, something beckons me to open my eyes.
I see urky waters cover me, and mud buried in my hair
A faint hope fills me with death hanging in the air.
And as I rise upon my feet, I know why I was laying there
Driven with tunnel vision, because vengeance is brewing everywhere.
Ooh Mr. Waters’
I’ve got something on you ooh.
Here in still waters
hides your great and darkest Taboo
And their eyes, their eyes spy down on you
He’s smiling just like a charm
As his thought play like a flute
He dances in the dark and hides away his truth.
Mr. Water’s,
The star’s are like eyes in the sky, see how they stare down at you?
Watching, always watching, and consistently watching you
wash away every little thing you do.
Bested by an arrow to to his broken heart.
Mr.Water’s must now dearly depart.
I rescind his invitation.
Ooh Mr. Waters’
I’ve got something on you ooh.
Here, in still waters
hides your great and darkest Taboo
And her eyes, her eyes cast down on you.
Suspect - Murder One
Mr. Water’s is a fictional character in a poem written by Angel Taylor.