| I rather sink like a stone than swim alone
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| that’s what I learned so far
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| I take life from a silver plate
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| Oh yeah, I enjoy it mate
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| that’s new
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| You taught me how to let it go
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| and watch it slowly unfold
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| So I read the book now page by page
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| and let the story be told
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| To sink like a stone ain’t nice, no
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| I rather swim like a seal, that’s right, love
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| To sink like a stone ain’t nice, no
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| I rather swim like a seal, that’s right, love
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| I rather go to hell than believe in it
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| that’s what I learned so far
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| Cause we find names for everything
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| we put a face to it
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| take it for real
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| But sometimes it’s just metaphors
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| a matter of force
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| So read the books now page by page
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| and between the lines
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| To sink like a stone ain’t nice, no
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| I rather swim like a seal, that’s right, love
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| To sink like a stone ain’t nice, no
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| I rather swim like a seal, that’s right, love |