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If I was young, I'd flee this town I've buried my dreams underground As did I, we drink to die We drink tonight Far from home, elephant guns Let's take them down one by one We'll lay it down, it's not been found It's not around Let the seasons begin Where all was right, wrong Let the seasons begin Take the big game down Let the seasons begin Where all was right, wrong Let the seasons begin Take the big game down
Oh-oh Oh, yeah-yeah-yeah Oh-oh Oh, yeah-yeah-yeah Oh-oh, yeah Oh, yeah-yeah-yeah Oh-oh Oh, yeah-yeah-yeah
And it rips through the silence of our camp at night And it rips through the night, all eyes, our eyes It rips through the silence of our camp at night It rips through the silence All that is left is all that I
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