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You've got to walk away son, slowly
You've got to walk away son, slowly

Slow, slow in every language speak
The strong absorb the weak
I said alright it's all right here
That's alright it's alright

You've got to walk away son, slowly

The blood of my brothers
Was spilt on every others' soil
The misery and the human toil
I said alright it's all right here

That's alright it's alright

You've got to walk away son, slowly
You've got to walk away son, slowly
You've got to walk away
You've got to walk away son

You've got to walk away son, slowly
You've got to walk away son, slowly
You've got to walk away
You've got to walk away son
You've got to walk away
Don't trust anyone

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Walkaway
End Of Fashion



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