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I've stolen breaths in multitude
Rescued no birds from solitude
There's no green fields from where I come
Some guns, a church, my father's home
Drooling dogs and a pavement filled
With blood of scraped knees, aching still

Still running away
Still running away
Still running away
Still running away

Yeah, though I walked in the valley of
Scripture paper cuts, a smoker's cough
Psalms sung through a baleful voice
I have my runners and I have a choice

Still running away
Still running away
Still running away
Still running away

If my palms bleed it's cause I slipped and fell
That's why I run now, before it's hard to tell

They have their fathеr where I lost mine
Tramplеd in the communion line
Howling at moons and stuffing his head
With tasteless altar bread
They'll need clorox and a million licks
To get the cream off that crucifix

Still running away
Still running away
Still running away
Still running away

If my palms bleed it's cause I slipped and fell
That's why I run now, before it's hard to tell

If my palms bleed it's cause I slipped and fell
That's why I run now, before it's hard to tell

When I am weak then I am strong
I run towards, not away from

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