I could run forever
Past this damaged dry wall
I've got it all planned out
Down to the last phone call
Train jumping or hitch hiking
By car or by plane
I've got to get away from these people
Before I go any more insane
I've been wishing for a solace
And to not be selfish or cold
I can fix all these little things
But my home I can't control
I will run forever
stop when I'm as far as I could get
Without coming back around
And then some
This town is ******* the blood from my veins.
Jul 12, 2014
Jul 12, 2014 at 7:20 AM UTC
I could run forever
Past this damaged dry wall
I've got it all planned out
Down to the last phone call
Train jumping or hitch hiking
By car or by plane
I've got to get away from these people
Before I go any more insane
I've been wishing for a solace
And to not be selfish or cold
I can fix all these little things
But my home I can't control
I will run forever
stop when I'm as far as I could get
Without coming back around
And then some
This town is ******* the blood from my veins.
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