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Can you find enough love underground

Can you feel the life upon your head without sound

Don’t you wanna run away from the car

That drives you to the opposite of the far

Magical tree that doesn’t want to grow

Just take my hand

You follow me, You follow me

When you get lost

Walk on the street, Walk on the street

I’m not a ghost

You follow me, You follow me

When you get lost

You walk with me, You walk with me

When you come home

You keep drinking a bunch of sleeping pills

In a can of kerosene

Put the fire on the sofa

Watching the sun burning your feet

It’s a shame, not a sickness

That you don’t let yourself go

Off the city you’re gonna blow

Magical tree that doesn’t want to grow

Just take my hand

You follow me, You follow me

When you get lost

Walk on the street, Walk on the street

I’m not a ghost

You follow me, You follow me

When you get lost

You walk with me, You walk me

When you come home