Tom: A
Introdução:
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You haven't washed your face in days and your cotton shirt is holy
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You used to live your life so fast now you find the days drag slowly
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The only one that you adore turns your woman iceberg blue
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You blame it on the bottle now, boy has this town crippled you
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No gulls flying, no fishes swimming
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Just lowered voice and fallen women
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It's cold at the sailor's rest and your king of all that's lowly
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You're praying on a phantom check and the river's smiling coldly
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You want the life you can't afford after all that you've been through
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Soon it will be over, boy has this town crippled you
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No gulls flying, no fishes swimming
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Just lowered voice and fallen women
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Man and baby and storm cloud weather
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Who counts your blessings, now and forever
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No gulls flying, no fishes swimming
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Just lowered voice and fallen women
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Man and baby and storm cloud weather
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Who counts your blessings, now and forever, Amen