If I could, If I had the courage
I'd run away....
Far... where the forgotten kidnapped children are buried
Far... where oxygen has no name
And I'd walk there like a barefooted gypsy
The insanity of it all driving me sane
Far... where the undiscovered grows
Far... where danger begins
And I'd inhale it all like it was natural
I guess, danger and I will be friends
May 26, 2013
May 26, 2013 at 11:37 PM UTC
If I could, If I had the courage
I'd run away....
Far... where the forgotten kidnapped children are buried
Far... where oxygen has no name
And I'd walk there like a barefooted gypsy
The insanity of it all driving me sane
Far... where the undiscovered grows
Far... where danger begins
And I'd inhale it all like it was natural
I guess, danger and I will be friends
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