| Well, I walked to the river
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| Just to ease my troublin' mind
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| And I thought about leavin'
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| This cardboard world behind
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| My paperdoll princess has just blown out on the door
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| Leavin' nothing more than me
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| And now the water is over my head
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| And I keep on sinkin' like my soul was lead
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| And the world on my shoulders gettin' ready to crack
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| But I’m in too deep and there ain’t
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| No turnin' back
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| No, no, no, turnin' back
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| No, no, no
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| Ah, the breeze in the trees just
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| Whisperin' Louise today
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| And you can take back your rib
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| 'cause I’m really not made of clay
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| My ice cream dreams have just melted in the night
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| I’m not standing here to fight the tide
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| And now the water is over my head
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| And I keep on sinkin' like my soul was lead
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| And the world on my shoulders gettin' ready to crack
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| But I’m in too deep and there ain’t
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| No turnin' back
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| No, no, no, turnin' back
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| No, no, no
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| Well, everybody’s tellin' me that
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| This is wrong and that ain’t right
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| But that can’t be
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| Because I saw the sunshine last night
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| My crystal ball is blazin' but there’s nothing there to see
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| Oh, there’s nothing left of me to see
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| And now the water is over my head
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| And I keep on sinkin' like my soul was lead
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| And the world on my shoulders gettin' ready to crack
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| But I’m in too deep and there ain’t
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| No turnin' back
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| No, no, no, turnin' back
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| No, no, no |