I'm running.
From the house that can't contain me.
I'm running.
Past the faces that hurt me so much.
I'm running.
To the people I love, but they're disappearing over the horizon.
I'm running, still running, I'm running out of touch.

I'm running.
From the past, but I'm sinking in quicksand.
I'm running.
To the future, but I see nothing that will ever be.
I'm running.
From the thoughts that my head can't contain.
I'm running.
From the guilt that's rotting inside me.

I'm running.
From the truth, from reality, my wake up call.
I'm running.
Still looking for a place to hide.
I'm running.
I've been running all my life.
And I'm running,
Out of time.

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