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want to run away.

We're finding our own tonight.
My signal spikes when sorrows come.
They come on battalions.
We're burning our own tonight.
A little

you know I am Italian
Never been a switch sider
Only roll with Jet Battalion

I been working I been shining
Like a gemstone like a diamond
I'm a son

point draws closer
I feel a heat I can’t explain
I choose to take a stand beside Him 
In His battalion, in His name

Part of it, I

Hello lover
We've been under cover
We've been giving signals but they eyes don't never see
And you've been searching
Because all yo bags ain't Burkin

From you, it's true
I'd rather stay for you
Headphones for the deafening silence
Can't ignore the signals lay dialing
Visions of sleep my dreams ain't