| I’m Down
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| I’m Down and this town is a nuisance
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| It put my backbone all in a ruin
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| And with the area code of a truant
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| I’m fluent in the hazards of love
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| I fed a warrant to a billy goat
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| I fixed the spelling on a suicide note
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| a get well card from a holy ghost
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| To a beggar who smells like a rose
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| I’m Down
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| I’m Down and I fell like a loner
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| There’s a skyscraper city below her
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| I wanna feed my heart to a cobra
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| 'Cause nothing ever happens to me
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| Like a blessing disguised as a curse
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| Like a sermon that’s runs out of words
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| Like a cage that can’t keep any birds
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| I can’t keep my arms around you
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| I’m Down
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| I’m Down
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| I’m Down and this town is a backdrop
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| A back road over a roadblock
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| With a debutant in a tanktop
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| Who’s teaching me how to be free
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| Like a prayer in a personal ad
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| Like a knife in a broken back
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| Learn to love what you can’t get rid of
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| Before it gets rid of you
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| I’m Down
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| I’m Down
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| I’m Down
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| I’m Down |