Drought from Cigars & Diazepam by Zilch.

Not too sure what you're feeling
But I'm seething now
Not too sure what you're feeling
But I have some doubts
But they're crawling and begging at your feet
Just to see what it is they think they need

You draw the air right out
And I gotta breathe somehow
You are the real one, yet you fake

Too late, the river's running dry
You would say, you've got some piece of mind
Too late, the river's running dry
You hate, you got some piece of mind, yeah

Not too sure what you're feeling
But I'm seething now
Not too sure what you're feeling
But I have some doubts
But they're crawling and begging at your feet
Just to see what it is they think they need

You draw the air right out
And I gotta breathe somehow
You are the real one, yet you fake

Too late, the river's running dry
You would say, you've got some piece of mind
Too late, the river's running dry
You hate, you got some piece of mind, yeah

Too late, the river's running dry
You would say, you've got some piece of mind
Too late, the river's running dry
You hate, you got some piece of mind, yeah

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