| You are the other side of me
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| Dying from my selfish disease
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| I’d come undone to set you free
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| And give you back integrity
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| When I, can’t find, peace of mind
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| You won’t find me searching desperately
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| When I, can’t find, lost time
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| I will make up for lost misery
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| I’ve been this way for far too long (for far too long)
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| A blues singer without a song (without a song)
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| I turn my rights into a wrong (rights into a wrong)
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| And now my life is far too gone (far too gone)
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| When I, can’t find, peace of mind
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| You won’t find me searching desperately
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| When I, can’t find, lost time
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| I will make up for lost misery
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| My sadness is morbidly obese
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| And my tears will flow like poetry
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| When I pour my heart out
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| Over your head
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| And into your soul
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| Now I’m feeding off your sympathy
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| And I’ve given you a taste of me
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| Cry me a river
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| And send me to the sea
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| Away from everyone
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| You are the other side of me (other side of me)
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| Dying from my selfish disease (my selfish disease)
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| I’d come undone to set you free (to set you free)
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| And give you back integrity (back integrity)
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| When I, can’t find, peace of mind
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| You won’t find me searching desperately
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| When I, can’t find, lost time
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| I will make up for lost misery |