Get outBack to see meI don't want toDon't want toAll
Gonna catch the bus nowMaybe as a risk that's as
You run from yourselfcrying for a reason.With thoughts in your
Many miles have come between usAnybody knowsThis old man could
This is just a little placea little placewhere i can
So sad that you know that it's never gonna be
I am a reckless endangered foolI am a useless and
Hide on my ownSo awareSteal where I canSay what you
The sky is falling down on meAnd I’m injuredThe world
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