| Well you fight like the devil to just keep your head above water
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| Chained to whatever you got that you can’t throw away
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| And you’re shootin’through space on this river of life that you’re ridin'
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| And it’s whirling and sucking you deeper on down every day
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| So you turn to your trusty old partner to share some old feelings
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| And you find to your shock that your faithful companion is gone
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| And the truth slowly dawns that you’re lost and alone in deep water
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| And you don’t even know how much longer there is to go on Like an old Holy Bible you clung to through so many seasons
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| With the rules of survival in words you could still understand
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| When they prove something wrong you believed in so long you go crazy
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| And you’re so close to folding the cards that you hold in your hand
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| Singing Holy Toledo I can’t see the light anymore
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| All those horizon that I used to guide me are gone
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| And the darkness is driving me farther away from the shore
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| Throw me a rhyme or a reason to try to go on |