And follow you around the block
Where the freight train stopped
Cause I can hear you walking in
The city till the pavement ends
Coming up from out of the ground
Coming up from out of the ground
Coming up from out of the ground
For you, for you, for you
Coming up from out of the ground
Coming up from out of the ground
Coming up from out of the ground
But it sleeps like the current quits
And would've stained my lips
But its seeping into our sleep
Coming up from out of the ground
Coming up from out of the ground
Coming up from out of the ground
For you, for you, for you
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