| Runnin', runnin'
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| Lookin' for that love I once knew
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| Runnin', I’m runnin'
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| Trying to find my way back to you
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| I’ve been runnin' since understandin' confiscated my globe
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| Stuttering since expression stole the key to my soul
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| Struggling since victory presumed control
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| Battling since the truth infiltrated my mould
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| Seeking to find a life in invisible hold
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| Traveling down the path of a difficult road
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| Runnin' without a clue of being laid astray
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| Swearing I’m getting closer but really further away
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| Runnin', runnin'
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| Lookin' for that love I once knew
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| Runnin', I’m runnin'
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| Trying to find my way back to you
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| Don’t you sometimes sit back and look at yourself
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| Examine things in life you hate but you’ve become get sick of yourself
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| The very images you claim lack worth
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| Then with uncontrolled labor pains them very images you gave birth
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| This topic got me ceiling walkin', I’m so beside myself
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| I’m lookin' at me like I’m someone else and I don’t feel I’m talkin'
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| I’m tryin' to spit it best I can atcha
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| We gonna grab your attention grabbers that keep you from runnin'
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| Runnin', lookin' for you
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| Said I’m runnin'
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| Runnin', lookin' for you
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| Said I’m runnin'
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| In desolate times I wrestle at times
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| Feeling so neglected at times rejected at times
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| Hard to try to get out my mind hold to the soul
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| Believing that it’s gonna be fine, he’s in control
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| Letting go the walk in the know forgetting the how
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| Strong enough to wait for the when to weaken the now
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| Put aside the question of why, this is allowed
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| Running to the back of the line, looking for mine, looking for mine
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| Runnin', runnin'
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| Lookin' for that love I once knew
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| Runnin', I’m runnin'
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| Trying to find my way back to you
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| If dead men tell no tales, how do you account
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| For the platinum rappers with millions of record sales
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| Then tell me I ain’t good 'cuz my record fails
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| With a standard that’s set to first-quarter sales, the truth shall prevail
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| If I let you dictate it life would be stale
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| But I follow my Lord who’s been proven with the scars and nails
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| Everybody busy funnin' number one stunnin', what else you get
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| From yo mama, nothin' but heartache from all the runnin'
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| Runnin', my desire’s lead me right to
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| The very thing that has me runnin' back to you
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| Runnin', runnin'
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| Runnin', my desires lead me right to
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| The very thing that has me runnin' back to you
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| Runnin', runnin'
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| Runnin', lookin' for you
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| Said I’m runnin'
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| Runnin', lookin' for you
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| Said I’m runnin'
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| Trying to find my way back to you
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| Runnin', runnin'
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| Lookin' for that love I once knew
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| Runnin', I’m runnin'
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| Trying to find my way back to you |