LYRIC

Oh wash down on me cold water
I've had the sun beating down on my skin
I've had an ice cold burden on my back
And a sandstorm burning my chin

Oh if the sky starts to fall on my head
And the wind carries more of those lies
I know there's nothing that I haven't had

Since my life turned at the fountain of gold

Whenever you become rich someone's jealous
You found your love he wants to take her away
Whenever you found your peace someone's angry
So I don't expect something else for myself

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