Welcome to the end of everything that haunts me
Somehow I pretend all was meant to be
I am not the saint here, never the good son
Hell has taken over and I know
When I say go...run away, run away
When I say go...run away, run away
When I say go...run away, run away
When I say go...run away, run away, run away
Where do I belong? So sick of being shadows
Scared to walk alone, now it's time to roam
I have always wanted all that I could own
My wish was never granted 'til now
When I say go...run away, run away
When I say go...run away, run away
When I say go...run away, run away
When I say go...run away, run away, run away
Welcome to the end of everything that haunts me
Somehow I pretend all was meant to be
I am not the saint here, never the good son
Hell has taken over and won
When I say go
When I say go...run away, run away
When I say go...run away, run away
When I say go...run away, run away
When I say go...run away, run away
When I say go...go, go, go, go, go
When I say go...go, go, go, go
Artist: James Brown
Artist: Pulp
Artist: Ernest Tubb