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Orville Burrell
Orville Burrell
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Gene Raskin
Gene Raskin
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Christopher Birch
Christopher Birch
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In those days, when my hands were tied And thinkin' was suicide Close your eyes, you'd be petrified So I bought myself a ticket Back where I belonged in those days Back where I belonged in those days See a guy like that walking down the street You'd nearly leave your skin He's proud to say he's got his wits about him Take a look at the shape you're in All the faith you've got left is in your medicine So open up wide and swallow that pride And long for a comfort the world won't provide Adrift on the oceans of doubt in your soul Consumed by the tide, you're swallowed up whole (?) Would've told me so 'Cause I didn't put up much of a fight in those days I didn't put up too much of a fight in those days
Writer(s): Eugene Raskin, Orville Burrell, Christopher S. Birch Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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