Got to get away
Say I got to get away fore I'm gone…

Dug me a hole in the ground
A familiar taste of salt
There to wet this parched throat and lips —
Only the pearls of sweat on my brow

The sun hurts my eyes through planks
The slanting hot roads of burning fire —
A foe and a friend won't let me go
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Hope I never wake up
I'm hoping that I'm hoping
I am never awaken…
Let me go
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