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All along, the reaper's been calling out your name Sickened from the seasons that never seem to change And I feel that heavy weight try to creep on top of me Know I'm a city boy, and you can't bring me down (Bring me) We don't feel when these bones are meant to break So we bet on fear that everything will change Still I see that suffering try to creep on top of me Know I'm a city boy, and you can't bring me down (Bring me) Come on, baby, leave me here What the hell do we got to fear? At least the past has passed away At least the past has passed away So come on, baby, let's be clear We both know that the end is near At least the past has passed away At least the past has passed away Tommy knows a secret, but swallowed up the keys Swear he saw the angels singin' 'bout catastrophe And when I see that suffering try to creep on top of me Know I'm a city boy, and you can't bring me down (Bring me) Come on, baby, leave me here What the hell do we got to fear? At least the past has passed away At least the past has passed away So come on, baby, let's be clear We both know that the end is near At least the past has passed away At least the past has passed away At least the past has passed away At least the past has passed away At least the past has passed away At least the past has passed away At least the past has passed away At least the past has passed away At least the past has passed away At least the past has passed away Come on, baby, let's be clear What the hell do we got to fear? At least the past has passed away At least the past has passed away So come on, baby, let's be clear We both know that the end is near At least the past has passed away At least the past has passed away At least the past has passed away At least the past has passed away So come on, baby, let's be clear What the hell do we got to fear? At least the past has passed away At least the past has passed away
Writer(s): Daniel Rocco, Brent Kolatalo, Kenneth Lewis Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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