Son: Warpaint 2014

A hundred times I’ve arrived Followed around again to win I needed once running up the spaces of mine Standing in the garden, got my number From the one who says go on Leave the son alone You can care, you can stand the reason to go on Can’t hear anyone tell you what you like You can rest in finding that your roses will grow older You can see the reason why your story is not over Leave the son alone, I’m on my way back home I’ve not been, I’m not gonna stay away too long