AND THE IVY GROWS UP THE TREE
by Chrissy Engstrom

Headlights swarming up ahead
Like the eyes of a predator
Closing in...
Closing in...
Set me free baby, set me free
And the ivy grows up the tree
Unconscious and uncaring
Set me free baby, set me free

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