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I want for to lay down, I’m waiting ’till sundown
I’m searching the haystacks, water is sunshine, wait for the moment
The moment between us, the fire is made now, hot to the touch
I wanted to get right
I wanted to get right
I wanted to get right with you
Bakers dozen parades, stand and debate
Out single file, nine in a row, swear if you must
Keeping your boots on, float with the now, hot to the touch
Concrete underground, cast out everyday, the dregs of society
Underbelly, inside of me, rejoice and follow thee
I wanted to get right
I wanted to get right
I wanted to get right with it, with you
With... you...
Yeah
I wanted to get right
I wanted to get right
I wanted to get right
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