| Mmm
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| Now I’m stuck inside this motion
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| I cannot control
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| Feels like the waves of the ocean
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| On top of me roll
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| So can I come up for air
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| There must be somebody swimming near
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| To pull me up
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| I can’t breathe down here
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| Well, just long enough that I lose my fear
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| That I won’t come up again
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| That I’ll sink to the bottom of what I am
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| At least I’ll go down with a drink in my hand
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| Maybe that was the problem it all began, whoa
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| Said, I’m addicted and I can’t change
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| The path I walk, it remains the same, mm, mm
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| But if I get swept away playing these games
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| Remember all that I used to be
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| Not what I became, mmm
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| Mmm
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| Now I’m falling to the bottom
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| Of the hold on my head
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| We’ll share the weight of my thoughts
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| Or are they better unread
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| But can you help me forget
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| There must be somebody swimming near
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| To pull me up
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| I can’t see down here
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| But the road is laced with checks and stops at every bend
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| But I’mma go down with a drink in my hand
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| Well, maybe that was the reason it all began, whoa
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| And I’m addicted and I can’t change
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| The path I walk, it remains the same
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| And if I get swept away playing these games
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| Remember all that I used to be
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| Not what I became, mmm
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| Remember all that I used to be
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| Not what I became, mmm
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| Mmm |