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Find myself in a state that always appears this time of year |
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Feels like |
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I'm in a dark muddy hole |
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Where everything seems to far |
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Baby, maybe-time to go |
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Baby, baby-make me warm |
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I know, you know-something's wrong |
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Baby, maybe time to go... |
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Weakness... |
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Concentrate... |
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I'm too cold to wanna reach anything |
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Grab my pen without strength |
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Alcohol becomes my saviour |
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Baby, maybe-time to go |
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Baby, baby-make me warm |
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I know, you know-something's wrong |
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Baby, maybe time to go home... |
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Rain... Falling outside... |
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Memories flashing behind my frightened eyes safe from harm... |
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Harmony ease my head with another one (Repeat chorus) |
