Well tell me if it is,/ Is it tearing you apart?/ You run by the law but at the end of the day/ The law can’t catch you if you run/ Run faster than her.
We sat and stared at pretty windows,/ Pretty eyes,/ You must be solitude in disguise.
I’m no sure if you’re like me but you make me feel vulnerable./ Let’s burn every park down/ Until you feel safe, again…/ Ask me to do it,/ I promise you I will.
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