Get Up - Red Lamb

Each day you suffer

Just Like any other

Canʼt take it anymore

Sprawled out on the floor

All that torment

All those years and emotions

Thereʼs nothing left to give

Your hearts all broken up

I know how you feel

Your hurt real, real bad

Still you deny yourself

Ooh your such a martyr

Iʼm reaching deep inside you

Yeah this is going to hurt

If we must spill some blood

Then spill it

Get off your knees

Call me

Get on your feet and call me

Call me

Get off your knees

I got your back

All your darkest secrets

All your deepest lies

Your not alone professor

Everyoneʼs got junk to hide

With no way out

Let me tell you

Itʼs those darkest nights

That end each morning

With a ray of light

Call me

Get on your feet and call me

Call me

Get off your knees

I got your back

Here comes the new Adam !

Get off your knees

I got your back

Get on your feet

and call me

Call me

Got on your feet

And call me

Get off your knees

I got your back