Watering hole in my head
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Watering hole in my head
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Watering hole, the hole in my head
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I stretched and I scratched and I pulled at that hole
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that watering hole in my head
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in my head
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in my head
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But every night one by one
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all of the beasts I once ran from
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crawl out of the darkness and into my bed
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These vultures of light they must be fed
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in my head
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in my head
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in my head
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in my head
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Watering hole in my head
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all that I pray is one night's rest
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but those creatures arrive with a thirst they want quenched
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and as hard as I fight
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they still get in
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to my head
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to that watering hole
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in my heada˘ć|
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Watering Hole
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| Missy Higgins |
