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I got a cold, cold feeling, |
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Cold, cold feeling, |
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Cold, cold feeling, |
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Coming down, |
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Like the pouring rain. |
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I got a heart like a stone, |
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A heart like a stone, |
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A heart like a stone, |
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And I know, |
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No refrain. |
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It's coming down, down, down, down, |
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Like the pouring rain. |
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I got a red dog that's gonna get to you, |
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Like the dirty roots that are looking for a vein. |
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And the fire's been licking at your ceiling. |
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And your house is burning down, |
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Once again. |
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I gotta cool my desire, |
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Cool my desire, |
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Cool my desire, |
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But I know, |
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No restraint. |
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I seen the devil of a habit and he's floating on down the river; |
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I see him scratching at his skin and the yellow of his stain; |
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He smiles a wicked smile and he stands as he delivers; |
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Said the sun ain't gonna shine, no, not today. |
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I gotta cool my desire, |
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Cool my desire, |
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Cool my desire, |
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But I know, |
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No restraint. |
