See Ya There
Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh
Ooh-ooh
We've been running for ya
Despite all the bullshit
He put anvils on my shoulders
Just to stop me from dancing
Know what I'm talkin' 'bout
Loose my shackles, I'm rattled
And battle worn
We keep searching for purpose
But was there one, babe?
You're going to hell
I'll see you there
You're going to hell, baby
I'll see you there (ooh)
You're going to hell
I'll see you there
And we could never do nothin' 'bout it (ooh, hell)
Can't catch my breath, I've been in orbit for hours
I'll scorch the sun to dig my hand on the moon, yeah
The man up there will hide in shade like a coward
I'll keep on breathin' 'til I see him there soon
Loose my shackles, I'm rattled
And battle worn
We keep searching for purpose
But was there one, babe?
You're going to hell (hell)
I'll see you there
You're going to hell, baby
I'll see you there, yeah (yeah)
You're going to hell
I'll see you there
And we could never do nothing 'bout it
And we could never do nothing 'bout it
Walk it out, carve my way
I could never know what you'll throw today
Say, toss it out, beat my path
I could never die, boy, I'm in my bag
Say, walk it out, carve my way, yeah
I could never know what you'll throw today
Say, toss it out, beat my path
I could never die, boy, I'm in my bag, yeah
Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh
Never do nothin' 'bout it
And we could never do nothin' 'bout it (ooh-ooh)
We could never do nothin' 'bout it
Could we, baby?
Ooh-ooh
We've been running for ya
Despite all the bullshit
He put anvils on my shoulders
Just to stop me from dancing
Know what I'm talkin' 'bout
Loose my shackles, I'm rattled
And battle worn
We keep searching for purpose
But was there one, babe?
You're going to hell
I'll see you there
You're going to hell, baby
I'll see you there (ooh)
You're going to hell
I'll see you there
And we could never do nothin' 'bout it (ooh, hell)
Can't catch my breath, I've been in orbit for hours
I'll scorch the sun to dig my hand on the moon, yeah
The man up there will hide in shade like a coward
I'll keep on breathin' 'til I see him there soon
Loose my shackles, I'm rattled
And battle worn
We keep searching for purpose
But was there one, babe?
You're going to hell (hell)
I'll see you there
You're going to hell, baby
I'll see you there, yeah (yeah)
You're going to hell
I'll see you there
And we could never do nothing 'bout it
And we could never do nothing 'bout it
Walk it out, carve my way
I could never know what you'll throw today
Say, toss it out, beat my path
I could never die, boy, I'm in my bag
Say, walk it out, carve my way, yeah
I could never know what you'll throw today
Say, toss it out, beat my path
I could never die, boy, I'm in my bag, yeah
Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh
Never do nothin' 'bout it
And we could never do nothin' 'bout it (ooh-ooh)
We could never do nothin' 'bout it
Could we, baby?
Credits
Writer(s): Michael Di Francesco, Hamish Stuart, Jonti Danilewitz, Andrew Klippel, Julian Sudek, Kofi Owusu Ansah, Jono Ma
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