Oh, the dust is settling
The feet wash away
To feel I reach on over
And pull it away
Another hustler
I got to get away
Younger, tougher
I got to get away
Ooh, the water's bleeding
Arms wash away
Floats like a fire burning
I gotta get away
I feel it, I see it
The mountain of blue
I climbed it, fell down and I
Landed next to you
Shove off my flavour
I got to get away
Never come sober
I got to get away
Get away
Get away
Get away
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