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All Get Out - Son of Mine



Shaking, sweating, bending, I'm breaking
Your habits, they die so hard
Good morning, good evening
It's dark all the time are you still believing in me
Please believe me

I can so drive this home
I feel this in my bones
In my arms and legs
I bet I can drive you home

Fight them off, the ladies in white
Go away, this better end tonight
This is blinding, bright white lighting
Please let me go home if it still exist
If it can be found I'll start making my list
Of things to change
Hell I could rearrange

The words I already said
Before I was dead
To the world, to your god
To the needs in my head
I can so drive this home
I feel it in my bones
In my arms and legs
In the middle of my chest
I bet I can drive you home
I'm sorry dear son of mine
This is how it ends and it's not quite right
Or fair to you, I still loved you