| She said she couldn’t do it if she tried
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| But she never tried, she’ll never try
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| It’s running through her veins like cyanide
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| It gets her by, but just for a while
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| How long, can she keep on chasing something wrong?
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| Memories, of how she could’ve made it
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| The waves are crashing down, she’s caught in the undertow
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| Drowning in the sea, yeah
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| She’s looking for a light but there’s nowhere to go
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| Undertow
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| She sees the world through hazy blood-shod eyes
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| Just looking for another high
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| She lives by golden rules that don’t apply
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| Life passed her by, and I tell you why
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| How long, can she keep on chasing something wrong?
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| Memories, of how she could’ve made it
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| The waves are crashing down, she’s caught in the undertow
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| Drowning in the sea, oh-oh
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| She’s looking for a light but there’s nowhere to go
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| Undertow
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| How long, can she keep on chasing something wrong?
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| Memories, of how she could’ve made it
|
| The waves are crashing down, she’s caught in the undertow
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| Drowning in the sea, yeah yeah
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| She’s looking for a light but there’s nowhere to go
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| The waves are crashing down, she’s caught in the undertow
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| Drowning in the sea, oh yeah
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| She’s looking for a light but there’s nowhere to go
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| Undertow |