| You’re the one who ran in the wild ‘cause you’re the one the wild called
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| And you’re the one who followed the child to save the sun from how it falls
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| You’re the one who had knives set aside for the throats of hunters
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| But they tricked you with a trinket and a name
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| And I’m the one who sat at your capture and I’m the one who whispered low
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| That’s the one who followed the child to save the son and look it’s starting to
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| snow!
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| Whoa-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh whoa-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
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| Whoa-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh whoa-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
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| You’re the one who’s riding around on a leopard
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| You’re the one who’s throwing his shit in the air!
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| You’re the one whose wild hide will weather
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| In the weathering days to a leather
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| Made for princes to lay their princely heads of hair!
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| Upon the end of your feral days, upon the end of your feral days
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| Upon the end of your feral days oh-oh-oh-oh-oooooooooh
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| You’re the one who ran in the wild a virgin to a name
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| And you’re the one who lived off a forsaken land
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| I’m the one who sat at your capture
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| And let the snow fall on this whispering rapture
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| And you’re the one who’s kissing your captor’s hands
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| Well shit, I know we’re all growing old but where there’s a will,
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| there is a way, so way to go
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| Say goodbye to your feral days, say goodbye to your feral days, say-ay
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| goodbye-aye-aye-aye-aaaaaye
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| Cause you’re the one who’s riding around on a leopard ba-da-dum
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| You’re the one who’s throwing dead birds in the air
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| And you’re the one whose wild hide will weather
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| In the weathering days to a leather
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| Made soft so princes can lay down their princely white heads of hair!
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| So say goodbye
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| Say goodbye to your feral days
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| Say-ay goodbye-aye-aye-aye-aye
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| Your highness is holding your chains
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| Your highness is holding your chains
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| Your highness is holding your chains
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| Your highness is holding your chains
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| Your highness is holding your chains
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| Your highness is holding your chains
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| Your highness is holding your chains
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| Your highness is holding your chains |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Up on Your Leopard, Upon the End of Your Feral Days , by - Sunset Rubdown. Song from the album Random Spirit Lover, in the genre Альтернатива