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Now I'm running with my hands untied |
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As you walk into your own device |
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And you're running screaming out your alibis |
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Now you're lookin' for your color scheme |
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And you're locked in but you hold a key |
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It don't matter what you're waiting for |
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We'll keep running through the open door |
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What cha running what cha running from |
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Did you think you were the only one? |
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All the way tonight |
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All the life inside |
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All our stories slowly come to life |
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Leaving our hands untied |
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Now you wonder where your photo's been |
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As you wander on your own again |
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It don't matter what you're waiting for |
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We'll keep running through the open door |
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What cha running what cha running from |
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Don't you know that we're the lonely ones |
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All the way tonight |
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All the life inside |
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All our stories slowly come to life |
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Leaving our hands untied |