| Just another day on a desert isle
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| Caught up in a dream when I caught her smile
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| Drank her down fast and I felt it burn
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| I already knew that I’d never learn
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| She lingered in my thoughts and my memories
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| I wonder if she’s remember me
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| I’m underwater and I’m dying slow
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| All because I can’t let go
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| You know you can’t fight the undertow
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| Trying to figure out which way to go
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| It’s starting to pull me under slow
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| I’m trying but I can’t let go
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| Cast another bottle from my lonely shore
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| Can’t remember who I’m writing for
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| She’s walking through my dreams like a ghost at night
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| Stay close to my camp fire light
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| 8 weeks of her in my life
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| She’s aiming for my heart with her crooked knife
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| I know I should leave when the tide is low
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| But I just can’t let go
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| You know you can’t fight the undertow
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| Trying to figure out which way to go
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| It’s starting to pull me under slow
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| I’m trying but I can’t let go |