Here it comes it's all blowing in tonight
I woke up this morning to a blood red sky
THey're burning on the bridge turning off the lights
We're on the run I can see it in your eyes
If nothing is safe then I don't understand
One more day and it's all slipping with the sand
You touch my lips and grab the back of my hand
The back of my hand
Guess we
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