| Tryin' not to lose myself
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| In the women and the wine
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| Tryin' not to change my point of view
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| Hopin' I can keep my feet
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| Above the waterline
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| Even after all my dreams come true
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| In a sea of motion
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| Water edged with foam
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| Clingin' to the things I used to know
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| Swallowed by an ocean
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| Sinking like a stone
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| But I’m drownin' in the undertow
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| Tryin' not to lose myself
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| In the glitter and the gold
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| Tryin' not to change the way I see
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| Hopin' I can keep my eyes
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| On things that stay the same
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| 'Cause I cannot keep my hold
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| Even on the things I know are real
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| Caught upon the waters
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| Of some dark and nameless sea
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| Whoa let the current carry me
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| Tryin' not to lose myself
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| In the fortune and the fame
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| Tryin' not to change the way I see
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| Hopin' I can keep my eyes
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| On the things that stay the same
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| And disregard the things that seem to be |