| Where did you learn to run?
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| Always under the gun
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| Always a little less
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| When trying to impress
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| There’s a place where you go
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| And you hide away your choices
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| While I wait for you to turn yourself around
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| And this road that you chose
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| There’s a long way left to go
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| And you’ll never get to where you want to be
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| At least not with me
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| You’ve got your vanity
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| But lack sincerity
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| How little can you say
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| Before you’re on your way?
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| There’s a place where you go
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| And you hide away your choics
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| While I wait for you to turn yourself around
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| And this road that you chose
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| Thre’s a long way left to go
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| And you’ll never get to where you want to be
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| At least not with me
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| There’s a place where you go
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| And you hide away your choices
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| While I wait for you to turn yourself around
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| And this road that you chose
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| There’s a long way left to go
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| And you’ll never get to where you want to be
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| At least not with me
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| Not with me
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| Not with me
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| Not with me |