| I lost my way when I jumped in the river
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| The girl repeats as she makes me shiver
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| The life she gave was mine you see
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| The trees, the knives, the blood, the leaves
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| I come up for air as the rock gets thicker
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| She holds me down and my leg gets stiffer
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| The cold, the sun, the dark, the river
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| The shiver, the mud, the black, forever
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| Am I lost and found, am I lost and found
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| Am I lost and found at the base of the river
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| Not what I want
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| Not what I need
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| When the river runs, baby, it calls for me
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| Fifteen years in the dark I quiver
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| No one to hold me, stop me shiver
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| I went back down to the side of the tree
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| The knife, the blood, the leaves, and me
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| I searched for a trace of a girl like you
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| Looking from the river was a face I knew
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| The cold, the sun, the dark, the river
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| The shiver, the mud, the black, forever |