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On the Run.
Lost in the shadows, an outcast in the night.
A lone madman, a beat sight.
Been tread on for too long, curled up like a rattlesnake, ready to strike;
Venom boils in my veins.
In need of a fast machine, to blast past the pain.
Eager for the dawn, awaiting the sun.
Just another rebel on the run.
A lone madman, a beat sight.
Been tread on for too long, curled up like a rattlesnake, ready to strike;
Venom boils in my veins.
In need of a fast machine, to blast past the pain.
Eager for the dawn, awaiting the sun.
Just another rebel on the run.
Published 26th Nov 2016
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