| I’ve been considering oblivion tonight
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| I’ll squeeze the last few drops of the bruised dark fruit
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| And pretend that I just might
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| Might get the viking funeral
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| Might OD on the lawn
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| Might end up immortal like an old soul song
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| It’s bearing down
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| It’s bearing down
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| Hunter Thomson was right it’s bearing down
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| It’s bearing down
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| It’s bearing down
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| Robin Williams was right it’s bearing down
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| It always seemed kinda comical just to go
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| When the crumbs of youthful pleasures
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| Go stale and give way to the undertow
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| Thought the Golden Gate would be beautiful
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| Hate the height, but it’s a helluva view
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| Swan dive leave it all behind
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| But now there’s you
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| It’s bearing down
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| It’s bearing down
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| I can’t leave you here alone with it bearing down
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| It’s bearing down
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| It’s bearing down
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| I can’t leave you here alone with it bearing down
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| I see you shining in the sun again and I know
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| For the first time in forever I’m certain that I can’t go
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| You’re the one I want to wither with
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| I want to see you when you’re old
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| And be the one to keep you warm when the world turns cold
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| It’s bearing down
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| It’s bearing down
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| Hallelujah we’re alive and it’s bearing down
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| I know it’s bearing down
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| It’s bearing down
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| Hallelujah we’re alive and it’s bearing down |