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Lyrics: Austin Gibbs. Take Me To Your Leader.

I don't know if things are getting clearer
They're got wipers cleaning toothpaste off the mirrors
I left me cell phone back at home baby
Look me in the eyes and tell me I am not going crazy
oh oh I want to show you something
oh oh I want to know what's coming

Inside the light, behind my face
Everyone's got theories but we are all praying just in case
and I don't want you to take my word
I want you to come see it for yourself
I'm becoming a believer, now take me to your leader

I don't know if things are getting harder
Or could it be, is America smarter?
I'd clone myself if I had the money baby
I'd look me in the eyes and tell me "You're not going crazy"
oh oh I want to show you something
oh oh I want to know what's coming
Inside the light, behind my face
Everyone's got theories but we're planning our getaway
And I don't want you to take my word
I want you to come see it for yourself
I'm becoming a believer, now take me to your leader

And I don't want you to take my word
I want you to come see it for yourself
I'm becoming a believer, now take me to your leader
Take me to your leader
Now take me to your leader
Take me to your leader