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• Artiste: Jonathan Wilson
• Titre: Living With Myself
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I'm living with the fear of God every single day I'm living with myself, I know not enough of who I speak I'm living like the Sheriff man patrolling this dirty boulevard Hey, look, these Aviators, man, they complete [?] I [?] sometimes And I [?] this time Then it comes (comes, comes) That same old nagging feeling I need to do wrong (wrong, wrong) The lies I start to believe in I'm living with the purest pleasures as my memories I'm living with the mess, I guess, I never even clean I'm loving when I slide my hands inside a dirty deck of cards Hey, look, these Aviators, man, they complete [?] I [?] sometimes And I [?] this time I [?] sometimes And I [?] this time And I know there was a place so long ago And I could go to find faith and beauty But nothing that sweet could ever inspire me [?] guided me So it goes (goes, goes) That same old nagging feeling Do wrong (wrong, wrong) The lies I start to believe in I'm living with myself, I guess I'm living with myself, I guess I'm living with myself, I guess I'm living with myself, I guess I'm living with myself, I guess I'm living with myself, I guess