Here we are
Stuck by this river,
You and i
Underneath a sky
Charms in limited supply
And refusing to stretch
That indefinable nothing
Someho
So tired so soon
What happened to you
What happened to
In a manner of speaking
I just want to say
That
Well, in my time of dyin’
Don’t want nobody to mourn.
All
There’s a devil waiting outside your door
(how much longer)
There’s a
When she's on her best behaviour
Don't be tempted by her
Well the day begins
You don't want to live
'Cause you can't
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