The trouble I found could've never found me
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Chase my feelings around, my thoughts runnin' free
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The heart catches things that the mind's eye won't see
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And I'm not nearly as blind as I thought I could be.
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I used to think my way into some hard times
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I used to think I knew how low I've been
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So much thinkin' I finally gave up on my mind
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Now here I go thinkin' again.
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Now, I see myself down to the bottom again
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And I'm likely to drown with these thoughts pourin' in
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The trouble I found is the trouble with you
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And I can't stand the sound of me thinkin' it through.
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I used to think my way into some hard times
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I used to think I knew how low I've been
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So much thinkin' I finally gave up on my mind
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Now here I go thinkin' again.
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I used to think my way into some hard times
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I used to think I knew how low I've been
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So much thinkin' I finally gave up on my mind
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Now here I go thinkin' again
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Here I go thinkin' again...
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Thinkin' Again
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| Clint Black |
