| To who I was, to who I was,
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| I’m not running from the past,
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| I’m running from what I am afraid I’ll become.
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| A life born from nothing with no one here to guide me
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| Thrown to the wolves, drained from what I could be.
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| This will no longer be my demise,
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| I’ve left that life, now I feel alive.
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| I have to keep running and running from where I came from,
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| Yesterday keeps burning and burning me down to who I was.
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| I stand alone, I stand on my own
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| and filled with the passion to conquer and be
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| Buried by you and forgotten by them.
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| I escaped torn up, I escaped your love.
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| No more dishonor, no more failure.
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| I have to keep running and running from where I came from.
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| Yesterday keeps burning and burning me down to who I was.
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| To who I was…
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| To who I was, this will no longer be my demise.
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| I’ve left that life now I feel alive.
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| I have to keep running and running from where I came from,
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| Yesterday keeps burning and burning me down to who I was. |