| Let me down baby
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| I’m driving me crazy
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| You need to erase all the things I have done
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| I shake and I shiver
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| I poison my liver
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| I’m riding a river, that river is blue
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| I can see what you can see, it’s worrying
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| I’m fading my fast towards my last, I’m hurrying
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| I wish that I could pacify the guilt that I feel
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| I know the wrongs this vagabond has done to you
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| I head rewind, well, every time that tape runs through
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| Your memory is haunting me, and cuts to my bones
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| I’m drunk and I’m tired
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| I’m wound up and wired
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| I think I’ve aquired a problem or two
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| I quake and I quiver
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| And give up my liver
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| I’m riding a river, that river is blue
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| I can see what you can see, it’s worrying
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| I’m fading my fast towards my last, I’m hurrying
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| I wish that I could passify the guilt that I feel
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| I’m riding this river
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| The river is you |