This moment has its doubts
And you're here all strung out
This free will'll raise up all
And I'll call you my love
When will you be in here?
When will I burn?
What will I see?
When will I burn?
What will I see? . .
If we don't let this out
Your time will be under ground
Fuck all those smell grain
So many things you've done I've seen...
When will you be in here?
When will I burn?
What will I say?
When will I burn?
What will I say?
Oh, this time you've got to let it go
This time you've got to let it go
This time you've got to let it go
This time...
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