| I’m a southern Sisyphus, I push the same old stone
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| Don’t know where I am, but I know where I’m goin'
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| Trying to make sense of all the voices in my head
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| Ain’t looking for trouble — she knows who I am
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| When I think I hit the top, I start all over again
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| So think twice before you call
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| I stand up just to fall
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| 'Til I find somebody who needs somebody like you
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| 'Til I find somebody who needs somebody like you
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| If I stand in the shadows, then I cash in my chips
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| Throwing words at a wall that ain’t gonna stick
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| Screamin' in the streets until they take me away
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| I run out of words to say the same thing
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| That old tired beginning with the same old end
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| Think twice before you call
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| I stand up just to fall
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| 'Til I find somebody who needs somebody like you
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| 'Til I find somebody who needs somebody like you
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| What if I’m somebody who needs somebody like you
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| What if I’m somebody who needs somebody like you
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| I’m a southern Sisyphus, I push the same old stone
|
| Don’t know where I am, but I know where I’m goin'
|
| Trying to make peace with all the voices in my head
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| I ain’t looking for trouble, she knows who I am
|
| 'Til I find somebody who needs somebody like you
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| 'Til I find somebody who needs somebody like you
|
| What if I’m somebody who needs somebody like you
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| What if I’m somebody who needs somebody like you |