Carry You

Woah C'mon! You're thinking that's the price you pay, For waking up a little late. I got a chance and danced away. I'm sick of trying to find a way. (Right now) And running out of words to say. (Right now) I got twenty years to pass away. (Right now) I know my son, let me carry you. (What I say?) I know my son, let me carry you. (What I say?) You're thinking that's the price you pay. You took it back another way. I complicate it back to me. I'm sick and tired of things I say. (Right now) I'm sick and tired of all this weight. (Right now) I need the pressure pressed away. (Right now) I know my son, let me carry you. (What I say?) I know my son, let me carry you. (What I say?) Oh Yeah! I know my son, let me carry you. (What I say?) I know my son, let me carry you. (What I say?) (Alright!) I know you'd like to pass it all. Well here's a chance to pout. (Alright!) (Right you will!) (Woo!) Thinking that's the price you pay.