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On the outside, a beautiful thing |
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On the inside, a bird with a broken wing |
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Chances taken, now the dark angels circle in the wind |
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You're mistaken, but still you'll do it all again |
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As he shakes his fist, somethin' dribbles down his chin |
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Can you live like this |
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Just crawlin' underneath their skin |
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Chorus: |
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Better run...runaway, there is no reason to stay |
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Run...runaway |
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Better run...runaway, fast as these words that i say |
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Run...runaway |
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From the ashes you will rise |
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Distant crashes in your eyes |
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Though he's made you into an image of his pain |
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Cut and shaved you |
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Like a prisoner on a train |
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There are broken limbs |
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And tangled power lines |
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No songs like hymns |
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No flowers in the springtime |
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Chorus twice |
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I found your heart on valentine's day |
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I tore it apart, with all i do, with all i say |
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Just run.... |
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Better run....runaway |
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There is no reason to stay |
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Run...runaway |
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You just run...runaway |
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Fast as these words that i say |
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Run...runaway |
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Better run....runaway |
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There is no reason to stay |
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Run...runaway |
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Better run...runaway |
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Fast as these words that i say |
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Run...runaway |
