| I’m in trouble and I’m up to my neck again
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| Deepwater, deepwater
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| I’m out of money and it’s banked by the fat fish
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| Opening and closing their mouths
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| But there’s no sound in my ears
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| I never wanted to be in deepwater again
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| Deepwater, deepwater
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| Too hard to sleep with my eyes open
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| Deepwater, deepwater
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| Crying ice cold tears, a drop in the ocean
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| Killer sharks watching my every move
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| Echoes of someone laughing at me
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| I never wanted to be in deepwater again
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| Deepwater, drifting miles and miles and miles away
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| Deepwater, drifting miles and miles and miles away
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| Deepwater, drifting miles and miles and miles away
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| Away, away
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| Deepwater, deepwater
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| Drown my sorrows with too many blues
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| Deepwater, deepwater
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| Sometimes I’ve had to cast away my pride
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| Like a prisoner on an island wachin the tide
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| Cut-off, shut-off, no-one holds the key
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| I never wanted to be in deepwater again
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| Deepwater, drifting miles and miles and miles away
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| Deepwater, drifting miles and miles and miles away
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| Deepwater, drifting miles and miles and miles away
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| Away, away
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| Deepwater, drifting downstream
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| Won’t you throw me a rope
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| Deepwater, fighting the current
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| Staring at your boat
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| Deepwater, drifting miles and miles and miles away
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| Deepwater, drifting miles and miles and miles away
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| Deepwater, drifting miles and miles and miles away
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| Away, away |