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de Des Rocs

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

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