Take care of this boy His bones are made of glass His blood is full of pearl His eyes they are the sea Into which we are drowning You belong to no one But there are many who love you Pushing you on The rain follows you closely And Ill be your shelter This is your life Youre still waiting to begin Whose hands will lead you to the surface Were full of lead The walking dead Whose hands will lead us to the surface Were full of lead The walking dead Whose hands will lead us to the surface Yeah, yeah! My hands and My blood and My bones and My heart on my sleeve Waiting for someone to save me My hands and My blood and My bones and My heart on my sleeve Waiting for someone to save me Yeah, yeah! I am drowning Its not that I cant take care of myself Im just needing for someone to save me
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