| Don’t look for me and all you see are memories
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| 'Cause it’s there
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| Bet that you’ll find it, all your friends like enemies
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| I know you’re scared for your mother
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| And you’re scared for your father
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| But it’s just your turn to run
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| I know you’re scared for your mother
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| And you’re scared for your father
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| But it’s just your turn to run
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| Let go your hands and throw the ashes out the window
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| I’m just as sick of this place as you are
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| So come on, let’s go
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| All you see are memories
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| All you see are memories
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| I know you’re scared for your mother
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| And you’re scared for your father
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| But it’s just your turn to run
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| I know you’re scared for your mother
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| And you’re scared for your father
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| But it’s just your turn to run
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| Don’t know what I want but oh, Lord, I
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| I want it bad
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| Keeps me up all night, it keeps me so goddamn mad
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| Restless heart and inpatient mind
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| Keeps me so far away from a better kind
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| I know you’re scared for your mother
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| And you’re scared for your father
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| But it’s just your turn to run
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| I know you’re scared for your mother
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| And you’re scared for your father
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| But it’s just your turn to run |