It comes to me
Plain to see
Not only me
Nowhere to be
I got a ride

Go leave it on the ground
And throw a bone
Not on my own
I got a zone
I got a ride

Lift this sick old leg
Far from the other leg
Lick this sick instinct
Drip from a constant heart ache

And leave it on the ground
Until it's down
My mind is blown
It's coming home
It's in my eyes

And when it makes a sound
The coast is clear
Not on my own
I got a zone
I got a ride

Lit from a light within
Made from a brittle thing
We got a special thing
Stuck between a rock and a hard place

Go leave it on the ground
Go, go, go, go
Go leave it on the ground
Go, go, go, go
Go leave it on the ground
Go, go, go, go
Go leave it on the ground
Go, go, go, go

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Writer(s): Noah Benjamin Lennox