| I keep going to the river
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| I keep going to the river to pray
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| Yes, I need something that can wash out the pain
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| and at most, I’m sleeping all these demons away
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| But your ghost, the ghost of you it keeps me awake
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| My friends have you figured out
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| The only soul that’s inside of you
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| Is trying hard to be another you
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| But your evil is coming through
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| These eyes sitting on the wall
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| Well they watch every move I make
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| Bright light taking in the shade
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| You go hard, makes my spirit shake
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| Oooh
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| I have to go through hell to prove I’m not insane
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| Have to meet the devil just to know his name
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| That’s when my love was burning
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| and it’s still burning
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| I keep going to the river to pray
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| Yes, I need something that can wash out the pain
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| and at most, I’m sleeping all these demons away
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| But your ghost, the ghost of you it keeps me awake
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| I keep going to the river to pray
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| Yes, I need something that can wash out the pain
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| and at most, I’m sleeping all these demons away
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| But your ghost, the ghost of you it keeps me awake
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| Each time that I think you’re gone
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| I turn around and you’re coming in
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| and I let you under my skin
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| 'Cause I love living in the sin
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| Oh you never told me
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| True love was gonna hurt
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| True pain, its own dessert
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| Truth is that I never learned
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| I keep going to the river to pray
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| Yes, I need something that can wash out the pain
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| and at most, I’m sleeping all these demons away
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| But your ghost, the ghost of you it keeps me awake
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| I keep going to the river to pray
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| Yes, I need something that can wash out the pain
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| and at most, I’m sleeping all these demons away
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| But your ghost, the ghost of you it keeps me awake
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| Give up the gho--oo-oost
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| Give up the gho-ost
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| Give up the ghost
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| Start the haunting baby
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| Give up the ghost
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| Give up the ghost
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| Give up the ghost
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| Start the haunting baby
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| I keep going to the river
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| I keep going to the river to pray
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| Yes, I need something that can wash out the pain
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| and at most, I’m sleeping all these demons away
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| But your ghost, the ghost of you it keeps me awake
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| I keep going to the river to pray
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| Yes, I need something that can wash out the pain
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| I keep going to the river to pray
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| Yes, I need something that can wash out the pain
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| and at most, I’m sleeping all these demons away
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| But your ghost, the ghost of you it keeps me awake |