| At the waters edge
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| Thats where I make my bed
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| No tv radiation
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| To fill up my head
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| My eyes are blue like you
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| Our babies will be born blue
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| I wait all day its torture
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| Hes got something to say thats for sure
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| He looks alright outside
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| But he feels so bad inside
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| He looks so good on the outside
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| But he feels so bad inside
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| At the waters edge
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| Thats where I lay my head
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| With rocks in your pockets
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| You float on your back
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| Youre drowning in your bed
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| I watch the birds and bunnies
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| You look so small and lonely
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| I live on sugar and honey
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| This is the sound of no money
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| He looks alright outside
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| But he feels so bad inside
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| He looks so good on the outside
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| But he feels so bad inside
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| He looks alright outside
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| But he feels so bad inside
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| He looks alright outside
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| But he feels so bad inside
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| He looks so good on the outside
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| But he feels so bad inside
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| Daniel
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| He looks alright outside
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| But he feels so bad inside
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| Daniel
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| He looks so good on the outside
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| But he feels so bad inside |