paroles de chanson Getaway - The Milk Carton Kids
The
shatter
of
the
bottles
would
scare
me
something
awful
as
a
kid
My
fear
how
it
would
harden
And
find
a
home
in
places
that
I
hid
I′d
tear
'em
down
And
run
away
But
never
found
my
getaway
Outside
Tuscaloosa,
the
time
you
thought
you
turned
it
all
around
Remember
how
you
used
to
think
you
could
salvage
anything
you
found
You
knew
it
then
You
know
it
now
The
rattle
of
chains
still
rattles
loud
In
all
those
years
of
moving
I
was
slowly
losing
all
my
names
No
matter
what
I′d
ruin
It
couldn't
hold
a
candle
to
the
pain
My
tears
are
real
And
all
my
own
Pouring
down
there
all
alone
The
soft
roll
of
the
water
Reminds
me
of
my
father's
parting
words
Son,
now
don′t
you
bother
Looking
for
your
place
out
in
the
world
The
tide
will
roll
Through
the
waves
Son,
you′ll
find
your
getaway
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