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Текст: Matthew West. History. Get Away.


I just can't take it anymore
Your tricks have fooled me for the last time
You know I've had it up to here
With the way you bring me down, down
You're wreaking havoc on my world
You're calling question to my sanity
But I'm not gonna let you get the best of me
Not anymore, anymore
So here I go, watch me run
A million miles under the sun
That's what I'll do if that's what it takes
To get away

CHORUS
I gotta get away
I gotta get away
I gotta get away
I gotta get away

You try to steal away our kids
You try to tear apart our families
You bring your lies into our towns
And watch our morals tumble down
We are a city on the edge
We are a world that needs a remedy
But we're still the nation under God
And it's time we take a stand

We gotta get away
We gotta get away
We gotta get away
We gotta get away

Give us your strength to run from evil
Lord, lead the way
Lead us into a better day
Give us hope
Give us faith
Help us, oh Lord, to get away
Hear our cry everyday
Help us, oh Lord, to get away
Here I go
Watch me run
A million miles under the sun
That's what I'll do
If that's what it takes to get away