I'm thinking
That you're sinking
When I'll drown
I've got a confession
That your depression
Will take me down

Am I on the right track
Am I on the right track
Have I picked a bad time
Have I picked a bad time

It's seeming
That you're dreaming
Through my eyes
Why protest
When your substance
Is my prize

Oh brother
Give me a helping hand
Oh brother
Tell me you understand

Have I hit a raw nerve
Have I hit a raw nerve
Have I got a soft touch
Have I got a soft touch

I'm thinking
That you're sinking
When I'll drown
I've got a suspicion
That your position
Is unsound

Oh brother!
Give me a helping hand
Oh brother!
Tell me you understand

Have I hit a raw nerve
Have I hit a raw nerve
Have I got a soft touch
Have I got a soft touch
[2x]

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