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David Cook - Bar-ba-sol David Cook - Bar-ba-sol |
| When I woke up I could see
the daylight had already passed me
It was such a fight to fade away to sleep
It's a fuge, i'm on it
from the chase down the dawn
well I fell every night as it turns into light
when my eyes just shut tight
Sailing all alone I thought I made it home but I threw it all away
oh where i've been sold in spite again
long before me like a dream
falling in between
I feel sick, I feel nervous
I know just what I did to deserve this
oh i know it's not a dream
keeping quiet, laying low
holding on to what I dont want to know
till the daylight turns to ash and goes away
missing keys, bloody nose
consequences of what i chose
keep running, answer me
don't want my memory
it all comes so deeply
Sailing all alone
I thought I made it home
but I threw it all away
Oh where I've been sold
in spite again
long before me like a dream
falling in beteen
I feel sick, I feel nervous
I know jsut what I did to deserve this
oh I know it's not a dream
Oh, where I've been sold in spite of
oh, where I've been sold in spite of you
before me like a dream
I know just what I did to deserve this
oh I know its not a dream
falling in between
I feel sick, I feel nervous
oh I know its not a dream |
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