| Strawberry jam like blood
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| And my problems like God
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| In the morning my feet
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| Tell me too, no repeat
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| The same mistakes I make everytime
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| When I try to communicate
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| And I feel I should
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| Clarify all the time
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| (Run, run, run)
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| Everytime I run
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| I get stuck in the sun
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| (Run, run, run)
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| Everytime I run
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| I get stuck in the sun
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| (Run, run, run)
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| Everytime I run
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| I get stuck in the sun
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| (Run, run, run)
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| Everytime I run
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| I get stuck in the sun
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| (Run, run, run)
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| My brain is a machine
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| I should control it before i talk
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| But each night in my dream
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| Are conversations written in chalk
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| And how can we reach the point
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| When we accept the sadness
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| How can we reach the point
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| When we are tired of talking to each other
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| (Run, run, run)
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| Everytime I run
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| I get stuck in the sun
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| (Run, run, run)
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| Everytime I run
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| I get stuck in the sun
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| (Run, run, run)
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| Everytime I run
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| I get stuck in the sun
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| (Run, run, run)
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| Everytime I run
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| I get stuck in the sun
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| (Run)
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| We can take you out of that sunny day into deep shades
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| Pop that bubble you say, give you edge, all saints
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| The industry all faints and quakes at the arrival
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| MEI and CC, we’re take on all titles
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| Hurricanes, arrivals, revive your vitals
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| Lost them like Michael, yea
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| You can define but never find love
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| But then you find what you get
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| And never find what you had
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| Look at how we stand hand in hand
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| Our eyes, what you see when
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| (You can follow, you can follow)
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| Us and any other place from the light
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| And get: we’re still bright, we fight, we
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| (Run, run, run)
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| Everytime I run
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| I get stuck in the sun
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| (Run, run, run)
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| Everytime I run
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| I get stuck in the sun
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| (Run, run, run)
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| Everytime I run
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| I get stuck in the sun
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| (Run, run, run)
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| Everytime I run
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| I get stuck-stuck-stuck-stuck |