I keep going to the river to pray, ’Cause I need something that can wash out the pain. And at most I’m sleeping all these demons away. But your ghost, the ghost of you, It keeps me awake.
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I keep going to the river to pray, ’Cause I need something that can wash out the pain. And at most I’m sleeping all these demons away. But your ghost, the ghost of you, It keeps me awake.