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He started running in the dead of the night |
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He'll keep on running till the morning light |
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He has no plans for looking over his shoulder |
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He'll keep on running, yea |
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He'll keep on running, yea |
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A heavy sigh, makes his body sink down deeper and |
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In his mind, he can't think straight it makes him weaker and |
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It's Do or |
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Die, but he's running from what he don't know, he |
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Sees a light, but it's travelling faster from him |
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In his mind's eye, he can see no future here |
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So he wants to fly away |
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But he has this fear, this fear in his heart |
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This fear of not knowing |
