3, 2, 1...
3, 2, 1...
Run away
We don't like memories
I was brave
I don't drink too much
No one in shepherds will try you
In Jesus' pocket as can be seen
I am by the finder in a terrible way
He's not too blind
He's not hatched to walk that way
He's as big as a whale
Not as small as a span
And now you see it's not all to me
It's just the right of it all
It's just the right of it all
Flushing down all the way that I cannot be
No, it's just the right of it all
And I can't escape it all
He's surrounding me that I cannot be
No, I have faith
Not so much as the thief from above
He's driving me, baby
The trouble I've seen, you wouldn't believe
Imagined
You can find me underneath the sea
That's just the right of it all
Just the right of it all
Flushing down all the way that I cannot be
No, it's just the right of it all
And I can't escape it all
He's surrounding me that I cannot be
No, it's just the right of it all
If quietly I see the so gleeful health
You're here for one reason, nothing else, no
If quietly I see the so gleeful health
You're here for one reason, nothing else, no
If quietly I see the so gleeful health
You're here for one reason, nothing else, no
If quietly I see the so gleeful health
You're here for one reason, nothing else, no
Covered to the ground
Covered to the ground
