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keep running
Sweet rush of warmth, no stomach pain
Well its not in vain. ... anyway
True to form, can't be the norm
People know, they know. ..
So much potential, so much light
Now im in a whole different fight. .... can't sleep at night
Mired in misery, emotions are dead
Never could understand my head. . Or better yet
Just stop they say, tear out my soul, with bombastic threats
Look what you're doing, look who your hurting
But in flirting with the devil, Im dancin and prancing
Like a horse with no head, no where to run
No way to get out, can't see
Can't breath
Can't wonder
Can't dream
Can't stand. ...
Myself
Well its not in vain. ... anyway
True to form, can't be the norm
People know, they know. ..
So much potential, so much light
Now im in a whole different fight. .... can't sleep at night
Mired in misery, emotions are dead
Never could understand my head. . Or better yet
Just stop they say, tear out my soul, with bombastic threats
Look what you're doing, look who your hurting
But in flirting with the devil, Im dancin and prancing
Like a horse with no head, no where to run
No way to get out, can't see
Can't breath
Can't wonder
Can't dream
Can't stand. ...
Myself
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