Lyric
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Counting
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days
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counting
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days
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since
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my
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love
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up
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and
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got
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lost
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on
|
me
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And
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every
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breath
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that
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I've
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been
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taking
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since
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you
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left
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feels
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like
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a
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waste
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on
|
me
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I've
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been
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holding
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on
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to
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hope
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that
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you'll
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come
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back
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when
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Lyric
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you
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can
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find
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some
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peace
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'Cause
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every
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word
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that
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I've
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heard
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spoken
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since
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you
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left
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feels
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like
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a
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hollow
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street
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I've
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been
|
told
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I've
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been
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told
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to
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get
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you
|
off
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my
|
mind
|
But
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I
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hope
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I
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never
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lose
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the
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bruises
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|
Lyric
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that
|
you
|
left
|
behind
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Oh
|
my
|
lord
|
oh
|
my
|
lord
|
I
|
need
|
you
|
by
|
my
|
side
|
There
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must
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be
|
something
|
in
|
the
|
water
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'Cause
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every
|
day
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it's
|
getting
|
colder
|
And
|
if
|
only
|
I
|
could
|
hold
|
you
|
You'd
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keep
|
my
|
head
|
|
Lyric
|
from
|
going
|
under
|
Maybe
|
I
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maybe
|
I'm
|
just
|
being
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blinded
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by
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the
|
brighter
|
side
|
Of
|
what
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we
|
had
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because
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it's
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over
|
Well
|
there
|
must
|
be
|
something
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in
|
the
|
tide
|
I've
|
been
|
told
|
I've
|
been
|
told
|
to
|
get
|
you
|
off
|
my
|
|
Lyric
|
mind
|
But
|
I
|
hope
|
I
|
never
|
lose
|
the
|
bruises
|
that
|
you
|
left
|
behind
|
Oh
|
my
|
lord
|
oh
|
my
|
lord
|
I
|
need
|
you
|
by
|
my
|
side
|
There
|
must
|
be
|
something
|
in
|
the
|
water
|
'Cause
|
every
|
day
|
it's
|
getting
|
colder
|
And
|
if
|
|
Lyric
|
only
|
I
|
could
|
hold
|
you
|
You'd
|
keep
|
my
|
head
|
from
|
going
|
under
|
It's
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your
|
love
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I'm
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lost
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in
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Your
|
love
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I'm
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lost
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in
|
Your
|
love
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I'm
|
lost
|
in
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And
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I'm
|
tired
|
of
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being
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so
|
exhausted
|
Your
|
love
|
I'm
|
lost
|
in
|
|
Lyric
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Your
|
love
|
I'm
|
lost
|
in
|
Your
|
love
|
I'm
|
lost
|
in
|
Even
|
though
|
I'm
|
nothing
|
to
|
you
|
now
|
Even
|
though
|
I'm
|
nothing
|
to
|
you
|
now
|
There
|
must
|
be
|
something
|
in
|
the
|
water
|
'Cause
|
every
|
day
|
it's
|
getting
|
colder
|
And
|
if
|
|
Lyric
|
only
|
I
|
could
|
hold
|
you
|
You'd
|
keep
|
my
|
head
|
from
|
going
|
under
|
There
|
must
|
be
|
something
|
in
|
the
|
water
|
'Cause
|
every
|
day
|
it's
|
getting
|
colder
|
And
|
if
|
only
|
I
|
could
|
hold
|
you
|
You'd
|
keep
|
my
|
head
|
from
|
going
|
under
|
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