I can't feel anything 'cept the tip of my finger
Whenever it comes just might not be the moment
Raise the roof, yeah, let's get out of this
My friend, 20th century
My friend
My friend
Pay attention, y'all to the sign
Pay attention, yeah, to the question
Let the energy rise to the moment
Yeah, that look in your eyes; no description
My friend, 20th century
My friend, 20th century
My friend, 20th century
My friend
My friend
Just a little bit farther
My friend
Well, I'm swearing to God, yeah, I'm so nervous I can't feel anything 'cept the tip of my finger Whenever it comes just might not be the moment Raise the roof, yeah, let's get out of this My friend, 20th century My friend My friend Pay attention, y'all to the sign Pay attention, yeah, to the question Let the energy rise to the moment Yeah, that look in your eyes; no description My friend, 20th century My friend, 20th century My friend, 20th century My friend My friend Just a little bit farther My friend Explain Request ×
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