Young Rut - Papa

Don’t look for me and all you see are memories

'Cause it’s there

Bet that you’ll find it, all your friends like enemies

I know you’re scared for your mother

And you’re scared for your father

But it’s just your turn to run

I know you’re scared for your mother

And you’re scared for your father

But it’s just your turn to run

Let go your hands and throw the ashes out the window

I’m just as sick of this place as you are

So come on, let’s go

All you see are memories

All you see are memories

I know you’re scared for your mother

And you’re scared for your father

But it’s just your turn to run

I know you’re scared for your mother

And you’re scared for your father

But it’s just your turn to run

Don’t know what I want but oh, Lord, I

I want it bad

Keeps me up all night, it keeps me so goddamn mad

Restless heart and inpatient mind

Keeps me so far away from a better kind

I know you’re scared for your mother

And you’re scared for your father

But it’s just your turn to run

I know you’re scared for your mother

And you’re scared for your father

But it’s just your turn to run