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She dropped the gun and started running down the corridor |
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She found the exit to get out that department store |
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She reached full sprint when she hit the parking lot |
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She didn't see police, not even any rent-it-cops |
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She ran across the street and went behind the Applebee's |
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From there she could see those abandoned factories |
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Figured there's a good place for her to hide away |
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Knowing she could climb inside through the fire escape |
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At this point, still felt like a dream |
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In her head she could still hear the little kid's screams |
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Leaning up against the dumpster to find some breath |
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She could hear the sirens, now it's time to step |
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Running through the alleyway now relentless |
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Bobbing in between houses, hopping fences |
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Only two more blocks till the overpass |
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The adrenaline is rendering a panic attack |
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Maybe she should go back and explain it all |
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Maybe the best thing to do now is take that fall |
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Ain't no way that they won't understand |
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Daddy's little girl is never gonna hurt again |
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She can't believe that she's having this dilemma |
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Tryna find a reason that she shouldn't go surrender |
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She's a kid and a first time offender |
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Plus he had it coming, hell it's colder in December |
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Decided she would make it to the vacant warehouse |
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From there she could try to get her head to clear out |
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She needs a minute to sit and think |
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Some time to reflect on these events and let 'em sink |
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There's the building, it's empty she hopes to God |
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The fire escape is on the back near the loading dock |
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The next chapter to the happy ever after |
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Wrapped her little fingers round the cold metal ladder |
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Started climbing, that's when she heard the officer |
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"Millie turn yourself in now girl, come down from there" |
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She tried to look over her shoulder |
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Lost balance, fell four stories, it was over |
