| I close my eyes but nothing stops
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| I try to relax but I’m tied in knots
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| Can’t turn it off like a water tap
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| I’m even trapped by the morning light
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| Pound a rhythm on the soil, my friends
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| Speak of all that’s lost and gone
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| Put down the dollar, beautiful
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| Take me through your door
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| I feel like breathing someone inside
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| I hope tomorrows sun will rise
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| Lost in myself, trying to sing my song
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| Trying to sing my song, trying to sing my song
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| Pound a rhythm on the soil, my friends
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| Speak of all that’s lost and gone
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| Put down the dollar, beautiful
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| Take me through your door
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| Hold me down, I want to live
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| Hold me down, I want to live
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| Hold me down, I want to live
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| Hold me down
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| Pound a rhythm on the soil, my friends
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| Speak of all that’s lost and gone
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| Put down the dollar, beautiful
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| Take me through your door
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| Pound a rhythm on the soil (pound a rhythm on the soil)
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| Pound a rhythm
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| Pound a rhythm
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| Pound a rhythm
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| Pound a rhythm on the soil
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| Pound a rhythm
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| Pound a rhythm on the soil
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| Pound a rhythm
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| Pound a rhythm on the soil
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| Pound a rhythm
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| Pound a rhythm on the soil
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| Pound a rhythm |