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I lost my way when I jumped in the river |
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The girl repeats as she makes me shiver |
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The life she gave was mine you see |
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The trees, the knives, the blood, the leaves |
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I come up for air as the rock gets thicker |
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She holds me down and my leg gets stiffer |
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The cold, the sun, the dark, the river |
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The shiver, the mud, the black, forever |
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Am I lost and found, am I lost and found |
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Am I lost and found at the base of the river |
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Not what I want |
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Not what I need |
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When the river runs, baby, it calls for me |
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Fifteen years in the dark I quiver |
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No one to hold me, stop me shiver |
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I went back down to the side of the tree |
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The knife, the blood, the leaves, and me |
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I searched for a trace of a girl like you |
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Looking from the river was a face I knew |
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The cold, the sun, the dark, the river |
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The shiver, the mud, the black, forever |
