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Faded colors and thoughts Jaded. What sickness have I caught? Constipated. My body feels clogged And I regret it for how much it cost Tell me that there's more to life than trying just to stay above the ground 'Cause I'm a decent swimmer but if I go too far out I might just drown Sitting on this river's edge Nothing much to do I might just go back to bed Eat my Weeki Wachee blues The water, cold on my legs The sun shows its forehead It's been three days I think I'm dead This is stupid I should've stayed in bed I'm not sure there's more to life than trying just to find a middle ground 'Cause I can't find the middle, so I keep building up and digging down Sitting in a plastic boat Hard to paddle through I might just turn back around Eat my Weeki Wachee blues Sitting on this river's edge Nothing much to do I might just go back to bed Eat my Weeki Wachee blues
Writer(s): Chance Reynolds Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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