Get Outta My Way
Get outta my way
Stay one hundred miles away
That’s close enough,
This World isn’t big enough for the both of us
Find your lane and stay out of mine!
The road, last travelled, is my destiny
And I’ll never ever let you get the best of me again
Find your way and stay out of mine!
Get outta my way
I haven't belled in door a lot
Get outta my way
Cause I'm a red bull without a cows
No time for love today
Get outta my way
The chains, that were holding me,
Are coming all today
So don’t try to follow me
You’ve that enough, okay
Turn the ’Play’, the world is Mine
And I won’t wait forever,
Gotta break it out
Cause it’s now all that’s never for my take off
It’s a brand new day, I’ve made out my mind
Get outta my way
I haven't belled in door a lot
Get outta my way
Cause I'm a red bull without a cows
No time for love today
Get outta my way
Rrroooooaaar
You hear my enging running
Rrroooooaaar
Get outta way, I’m coming x2
Get outta my way
I haven't belled in door a lot
Get outta my way
Cause I'm a red bull without a cows
No time for love today
Get outta my way
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