| The sun burned hot, it burned my eyes
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| Burned so hot I thought I’d died
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| Thought I’d died and gone to hell
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| Looking for the water from a deeper well
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| I went to the river, but the river was dry
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| I fell to my knees and I looked to the sky
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| I looked to the sky and the spring rain fell
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| I saw the water from a deeper well
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| Well, looking for the water from a deeper well
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| Well, looking for the water from a deeper well
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| I was ready for love, I was ready for the money
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| Ready for the blood and ready for the honey
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| Ready for the winning, ready for the bell
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| Looking for the water from a deeper well
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| I found some love and I found some money
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| Found that blood would drip from the honey
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| Found I had a thirst that I could not quell
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| Looking for the water from a deeper well
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| Well, looking for the water from a deeper well
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| Well, looking for the water from a deeper well
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| Well, I did it for kicks and I did it for hate
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| I did it for lust and I did it for faith
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| I did it for need and I did it for love
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| Addiction stayed on tight like a glove
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| So I ran with the moon and I ran with the night
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| And the three of us were a terrible sight
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| Nipple to the bottle to the gun to the cell
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| To the bottom of a hole of a deeper well
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| Well, looking for the water from a deeper well
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| Well, looking for the water from a deeper well
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| I rocked with the cradle and I rolled with the rage
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| I shook those walls and I rattled that cage
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| I took my trouble down a dead-end trail
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| Reaching out a hand for a holier grail
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| Hey there, mama, did you carry that load?
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| Did you tell your baby about the bend in the road?
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| About the rebel yell, about the one that fell
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| Looking for the water from a deeper well
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| Well, looking for the water from a deeper well
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| Well, looking for the water from a deeper well |