Get Up - Barcelona

Five days after black and red collide

The motion sickness past, I’ll be the first to stand

Behind that weathered door, I thought it would be safest

My head is dizzy now, I thought we’d overcome

We might not make it home tonight

Crawling on the ash, she’s pitiful

She lost her sense of light, she has to hold my hand

Had I known we might be two kids without their jackets

My fear would come alive, I wouldn’t loathe her now

She might not make home tonight

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