So get up in time to see you off. Cause I don’t fit in with this crowd. I’d rather scream out loud. So get up, get out, get on boy. They all wanna see you. Your autumn could end and it’d still be summer in your head. So if you’re scared to leave, then it might just be a bad idea and this is your song. If you’re scared, believe that it might just be all a bad dream, but it’s not. So get up, get out, get on boy. They all wanna see you get better for you. Your worries won’t end if your heart can’t co-exist with your head. There’s a gun in your hand, a pipe in your mouth and a bottle, and they’re all calling your name. There’s a pain in your past that you can’t get over, so get out and get on with your life boy.
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