Those Who Will
Drink it up, drink it up.
You're already drowning in it's well.
Run away, run away.
A chain causes your ankle to swell.
Keep screaming, keep screaming.
You can't scare the monster away.
Give up, give up.
Others would wonder why you couldn't stay.
That's it! That's it!
The solution to all this trouble!
Find them! Find them!
Those who will pull you from the rubble!
Those who don't mind your scars,
Those who help you see the stars.
Those who will grab your outstretched hand,
Those who will you, you can.
You Can! You Can!
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