Outta Here

The breeze blows my curtains
I look around to see who’s there
I’m not seeing anyone
Guess there’s no one here
The breeze blows harder
I turn around is someone there
All I see are empty faces
No one’s sharing who they are
The wind blows cold out there tonight
Why do so many hide between their walls?
Although the wind finds their secrets When
will they know who they are?

I gotta get up,
I gotta get out,
get up on outta here

I gotta get get get on up,
get up n outta here
I gotta get up,
I gotta get out,
get up on outta here
I gotta get get get on up,
get up on outta here

The breeze blows my curtains
I turn around to see who’s there
I’m not seeing anyone
Only shadows out there
The breeze blows harder
It comes knocking on my door
I open up to find an answer
There’s no one once more
They rest in empty hollow silence
Hardly giving back, always wanting more and more
Out of touch with the ebb and flow of life
Just like ghosts about to fall

I gotta get up,
I gotta get out,
get up on outta here
I gotta get get get on up,
get up n outta here

I gotta get up,
I gotta get out,
get up on outta here
I gotta get get get on up,
get up n outta here

I gotta get up,
I gotta get out,
get up on outta here

I gotta get get get on up,
get up n outta here
I gotta get up,
get outta sight,
out of this lonely, lonely night
I gotta get up,
get outta sight…

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