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{Words & Music: |
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Hazel O'Connor} |
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You hate yourself, so you hate everybody else |
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People can make you feel small |
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Small is a size when age just won't rise fast enough |
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So you wait for the day, to be up get away |
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Run run as fast as you can |
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Over and Over and |
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Over the hill far away [CHORUS:] |
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Runaway Is there something you're trying to say |
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Runaway Please come home one day |
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Runaway Is there something you're trying to say |
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Over and over and over and over again |
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I remember the day in a grey misty way |
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When we boarded the boat to the hook |
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I was sick to the sea that was beckoning me to it's end |
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In the light of the dawn, feeling ragged and worn |
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I pointed my thumb to the sky |
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Over and over and over that road again [CHORUS] |
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Now in the light of experience |
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There's something |
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I want to say |
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Now in the light of experience |
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There's nowhere to run to |
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If from yourself you're really running away [CHORUS 2x] |
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Runaway! |
