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I'm tired of carrying my luggage
I'm fed up of being treated like a bitch

I think it's a condition or fiction
Is this really me?

I'm perfect
I've busted my heart out
I've wasted
All the years of my life
I wish I had my own voice
My own choice
I just want to be free

I'm yours
I'm running away from you
I'm yours
In to the blue
I'm yours
I'm running away from you
I'm yours
From the morning sun to when my days are done

I'm done now
Spending my time alone
I'm done now
Of throwing away my phone

Babe it's a condition or fiction
Is this really me?

I'm yours
I'm running away from you
I'm yours
In to the blue
I'm yours
I'm running away from you
I'm yours
From the morning sun to when my days are done
I'm yours
From the morning sun to when my days are gone
Dayѕ аre done

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