From the place that I stand to the land that is openly free;
Watching rivers run black by the trees
that are vacant to greed.
Gotta give it up
gotta get a second chance
Gotta give it up
gotta get a second chance
and the tunes just started.
Gotta give it up
give it up
give it up
gotta give it up!
Or tell me why I'm so wrong
where does love come from
If you've sold your reasoning out?
How can I learn if I don't understand what I see.
If I'm giving this mess
take a walk
through a nightmare so real.
Gotta give it up
gotta get a second chance
. . .
Or tell me if I'm so wrong
where does luck come from
When you've never been without?
Give it up
give it up
give it up
gotta give it up
Give it up
give it up
gotta give it up.
Tell me if I'm so wrong
where does love come from
If you've sold your reasoning out?
Or tell me if I'm so wrong
where does luck come from
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