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Consider me tamed. |
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A life of disappointment and heartache sustains a southern melancholy like blood on the brain, |
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a shadow on my soul that's so hard to lose, |
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so hard to lose. |
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And when old eyes bruise, |
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oh Baby, it's you who stays fast as I am listing. |
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My heart it sings true, |
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but melodies go missing and sadness seeps through, |
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a hand upon my shoulder that's so hard to move, |
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so hard to move. |
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And when old wounds tear, |
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oh Baby what's there? |
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Where angels collide, in danger I dwell. |
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Stay by my side, don't leave me in peril. |
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Who'll be my guide when the sunlight fails? |
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Oh mercy, I'm tired, drunk on despair. |
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Hope has expired, beyond repair. |
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Who'll save the night when the sunlight fails and darkness prevails? |