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Text: Stone Temple Pilots. Core. Sin.

Holy water clouds my thinking
Sinking low now keep on drinking

Down you go, suffer long
Down you go, sin make me strong
Down you go, suffer long
Down you go, sin make me strong

You control me, soul you stole, mine
Wishful thinking six feet under

Down you go, suffer long
Down you go, sin make me strong
Down you go, suffer long
Down you go, sin make me strong

So feel what were my eyes
Sink into the holes in my eyes
My sins have made me blind
Sink into the holes in my eyes

Dead by dreaming, sleep you steal, mine
Pools of cold sweat hatred burns me

Down you go, suffer long
Down you go, sin make me strong
Down you go, suffer long
Down you go, sin make me strong

Still shackled to the shadow, still shackled to the shadow
That followed you
Still shackled to the shadow, still shackled to the shadow
That followed
Still shackled to the shadow, still shackled to the shadow
That followed you, followed you