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Let go of my soul Let me up so I can breath Gotta find some kind of cover From this hold you have on me I'm gonna get right over you Or I'm gonna die trying I can feel you like a fever In the marrow of my bones Sliding like a demon Trying to feed my wicked jones I'm gonna get right over you Or I'm gonna die trying I'm gonna dring all night until you fade away yes I am You walk and you talk and my pain will all be erased Everything you ever said I'm gonna crush until till it cries I'm gonna watch you disappear Into a cocaine sky I'm gonna get right over you Or I'm gonna die trying Give my vodka cold Give me my cider hard I'm on amission to forget about you Under the champagne stars
Writer(s): Denis Leary, Christopher Phillips Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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