| Bless me father I have sinned,
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| I’m not sure where to begin.
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| I won’t name names or where I’ve been,
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| But I’ve been there and back again.
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| No Hail Mary’s will save me,
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| You learned to live with memories,
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| Here, slip this sinner up your sleeve,
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| Just stay inside until I leave.
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| I’ve been running, always running
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| Never have both feet on the floor.
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| I’ve been running, always running,
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| Now I’m not running any more…
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| The hands of time may tick no more
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| Let darkness fall upon this door
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| No waves will wash up on this shore
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| I won the fight but lost the war.
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| I’ve been running, always running
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| Never had both feet on the floor
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| And I’ve been running, always running
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| Now I ain’t running anymore.
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| There were roses I have loved
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| Who’ve given or have given up
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| I pushed your patience and my luck
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| It wasn’t love I didn’t trust
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| It wasn’t you, or me, or us
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| You’ve shouldered if’s, and and’s, and but’s
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| It’s that way OK, I’ve said too much
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| But I’ve been running, always running
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| Never had both feet on the floor
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| I’ve been running, always running
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| Now I ain’t running anymore. |