| Well that ain’t a parachute
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| That ain’t a ripcord
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| That ain’t a body of water
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| We’re headed for
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| There’s so little time left
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| So much to be done
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| Even you are gonna need someone
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| That ain’t a trick of light
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| Or the morning haze
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| Come on in from the lake
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| Get it into your eyes
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| This invisible breath
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| Of a storm on the rise
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| That I feel whenever you arrive
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| And I may not be quick
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| I maybe never was
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| But tell me whatever it is that you’ve become
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| Baby if you never got sick
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| I wouldn’t get to hold you
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| Baby if you never got sick
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| I wouldn’t get to hold you
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| This ain’t a righteous love
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| Even a good one
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| These ain’t the kinds of returns
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| That I was thinking of
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| I’m unbearable now, you ain’t seen nothin yet
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| You’ll see me dead before you see me quit
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| That ain’t a jug of wine that you been drinkin from
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| Now lay back, now baby and let your fever come
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| I’ll bury you in just to dig you out
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| I don’t have any use for being proud
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| And the deeper the slide
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| The higher the rise
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| Now don’t be disappointed how I’m usin mine
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| Baby if you never got sick
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| I wouldn’t get to hold you
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| Baby if you never got sick
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| I wouldn’t get to hold you
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| I think I made a mistake
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| I think I pushed when you said wait
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| but I never get to hold you
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| I followed you deep into a berry field
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| There was someone you were running from
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| When I needed to sleep that’s when you disappeared
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| But I did get the impossible done
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| And I always knew that there was god inside of you
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| I just never did learn which one
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| Baby if you never got sick
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| I wouldn’t get to hold you
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| Baby if you never got sick
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| I wouldn’t get to hold you
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| Baby if you never got sick
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| I would never get to hold you |