| In the south, where the spirits wander
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| I will see you in an hour, 95 southbound
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| Was a long month on the road but I’m coming down
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| All the chemicals have gone, I’m cleaning myself out
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| But I must be weak
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| If you couldn’t tell, I couldn’t breathe
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| Bring me back to life now
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| Bring me back to peace
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| Give me back the sun now
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| Can you give it back to me?
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| In the sound, you’re a sea of thunder
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| I will let your heart devour
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| Light to my black clouds
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| Was a long month on the coast but I’m coming down
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| All the premises of God can’t save me from myself
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| But I must be weak
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| If you couldn’t tell, I couldn’t breathe
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| Bring me back to life now
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| Bring me back to peace
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| Give me back the sun now
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| Can you give it back to me?
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| But I must be weak
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| If you couldn’t tell, I couldn’t breathe
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| Bring me back to life now
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| Bring me back to peace
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| Give me back the sun now
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| Can you give it back to me?
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| Bring me back to life now
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| Bring me back to peace
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| Give me back the sun now
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| Can you give it back to me?
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| Bring me back to life now
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| Bring me back to peace
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| Give me back the sun now
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| Can you give it back to me? |