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These years of mine run red like a
If I was the son
Prostrate, I but silence is not for me
shout 'til they come

Oh, stop leaving my on the ground
Oh, stop needing my to follow you 'round
Oh, stop leaving me

'Cause got to come
And us all out of here
Before there's nothing
Someone's got to
And take us all out of

These years of mine beat fast as a heart
Getting with everyone
And you might it's foolish
I think it's foolish
So what? So

And not all we've got
not all we've got
It's not all got
But it like it sometimes

someone's got to come
And us all out of here
Before there's nothing
got to come
And take us all out of