Looking at the World from the Bottom of a Well

That Cuban girl that brought me low
She had skin so fine and red lips rose-like now
Smile was wide and sweet as well
And now relentless hours of dreaming up her smell

I feel as if I'm looking at the world from the bottom of a well
I feel as if I'm looking at the world from the bottom of a well

Lonely and the only way to beat it is to bat it down
The only way to beat it, the only way to beat it
Lonely and the only way to beat it is to bat it down
The only way to beat it is to bat it down, the only way to beat it

Oh, all the days that I have run
I sought to lose that cloud that's blacking out the sun
My train will come, someone day soon
And when it comes I'll ride it, bound from night to noon

I feel as if I'm looking at the world from the bottom of a well
I feel as if I'm looking at the world from the bottom of a well

Aimless days
Uncool ways of decathecting
Painless phase
Blacked out thoughts you'll be rejecting

Lonely and the only way to beat it is to bat it down
The only way to beat it, the only way to beat it
Lonely and the only way to beat it is to bat it down
The only way to beat it is to bat it down, the only way to beat it

I feel as if I'm looking at the world from the bottom of a well
I feel as if I'm looking at the world from the bottom of a well

Lonely and the only way to beat it is to bat it down
The only way to beat it
The only way to beat it is to bat it down
The only way to beat it
The only way to beat it is to bat it down
The only way to beat it



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Writer(s): Michael Doughty
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