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I took the bad news standing up |
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Shrugged and poured myself |
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Another cup of coffee |
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Oh, you made good coffee |
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Too numb, too dumb to understand |
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You were really begging me to |
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Take command and make you stay |
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I just let you walk away |
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I'm just beginning to feel the pain |
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Clouds swelling up inside of me, Lord |
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And I think I'm gonna rain |
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Without my friends and my music |
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Lord, I would go insane |
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Like a dime in the pocket of a kid |
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There's a sad song |
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Burning a hole in my brain |
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(Burning a hole in my brain) |
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Last night I took a |
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Walk down the Sunset Strip |
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Found out that ain't half as hip |
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As it used to be, Lord |
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That ain't no place to be |
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Came home and wrote a song about you |
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But no one was there for me to sing it to |
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And the morning came |
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Somehow, morning's ain't the same |
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I'm just beginning to feel the pain |
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Clouds swelling up inside of me, Lord |
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And I think I'm gonna rain |
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Without my friends and my music |
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Lord, I would go insane |
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Like a dime in the pocket of a kid |
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There's a sad song |
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Burning a hole in my brain |
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(Burning a hole in my brain) |
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Woke up this morning |
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Drunk and disheveled |
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Looked in the mirror and there |
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Stood the Devil, plain as could be |
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Lord, was that really me |
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Got down and prayed to the Lord above |
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To send you back home and teach me |
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How to love and comfort you |
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Lord, what am I gonna do |
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I'm just beginning to feel the pain |
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Clouds swelling up inside of me, Lord |
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And I think I'm gonna rain |
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Without my friends and my music |
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Lord, I would go insane |
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Like a dime in the pocket of a kid |
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There's a sad song |
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Burning a hole (burning a hole) |
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Burning a hole (burning a hole) |
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In my brain |
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Beginning to feel that pain |
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(Beginning to feel) |
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Beginning to feel the pain |
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(Beginning to feel the pain) |
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Beginning to feel |
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(Beginning to feel) |
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Beginning to feel the pain |
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(Beginning to feel the pain)... |
