You walk slow
You walk around like a hound on a leash, so
Got no control
Then makes you sick, makes you sick to the stomach, so
So many roads for you to go, go
I think it's time for you to know, know
I'm just asking you to stay, walk away
Walk away, walk away, walk away when you're winning
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