There is a house in New Orleans
They call the Rising Sun
And it's been [bad word] of many a poor boy
And God I know I'm one
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I think I'm drowning
asphyxiating
I wanna break the spell
that you've created

you're something beautiful
a contradiction
I wanna play the game
I want the friction

you will be
the death of me
yeah, you will be
the death of me

bury it
I won't let you bury it
I won't let you smother it
I won't let you murder it

our time [bad word] out
and our time [bad word] out
you can't push it underground
we can't stop it screaming out

I wanted freedom
but I'm restricted
I tried to give you up
but I'm addicted

now that you know I'm trapped
sense of elation
you'll never dream of breaking this fixation
you will squeeze the life out of me

bury it
I won't let you bury it
I won't let you smother it
I won't let you murder it

our time [bad word] out
and our time [bad word] out
you can't push it underground
we can't stop it screaming out
how did [bad word] to this

you will suck the life out of me

bury it
I won't let you bury it
I won't let you smother it
I won't let you murder it

our time [bad word] out
and our time [bad word] out
you can't push it underground
we can't stop it screaming out

how did [bad word] to this