You know you're where it's at but you don't know where that is, when your friends come round smiling and greet you with a kiss, Then push you in the dirt from behind. There's no time like the right time when the now times wearing thin for their silver tinsel dresses and their microwave skin and their cheap books of romance. I think I'll take my chances. So I run like I'd run from a flood, like you know it's understood. That your golden hair was never meant to wear a paper crown. You know that a smile is their workaday face. You can't calculate the effort just to keep it in its place. They don't shoot to kill, they'd always miss, so shoot to wound. Like they're always searching through your pockets like they expect to find a answer. The truth is that the truth is as commonplace as cancer. If you'd only take the time you don't need to seek to find it. Just run like I'd run from a flood, like you know it's understood. That your golden hair was never meant to wear a paper crown. (solo) Run like you'd run for good, like the rivers running blood and you see your life flashing by. I run like I'd run from a flood, like you know it's understood. That your golden hair was never meant to wear a paper crown, a paper crown, a paper crown, a paper crown.
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