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I'm aware of the danger |
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I think it's ok |
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I was never that young |
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I was born old and grey |
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Alone and in shambles |
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It's alright, it's ok. |
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The storm cloud has broken |
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The haze burned away |
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I was 23 miles from the |
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Chesapeake bay |
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I'd worn through my shoes |
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Always walking away |
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Seems like all of my troubles roll and tumble this way |
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The bottle has broken, the ghost has escaped |
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Oh no, I can't walk around with my feet off the ground |
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And when they hit, although we are strangers |
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Run away, run away, run away |
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I have I didn't talk much to strangers |
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I'd bled my friends dry |
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Hard, hard living yet |
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I was hardly alive |
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But I kept on rolling and now |
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I know why |
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The storm clouds have broken a hole in the sky |
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Well get away from the shelter |
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Get away from the storm |
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Get away from the mountains |
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Get away from the shore |
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Get away from the hang-ups, they destroy the mind |
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Get away from the darkness |
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Get away from the light |
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Oh no, I can't walk around with my feet off the ground |
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And when they hit, although we are strangers |
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Run away, run away, run away |
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I have Well get away, get away, get away |
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Get away, get away, get away |
