| Well you know you better run
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| To the hills and the convents
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| With hair raisin' goosebumps
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| You can feel the man comin
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| Oh with the watchers and the scapegoats
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| You were hidin' in the rain
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| With a back cut and music
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| You were bleedin' out your pain
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| Oh where you think you’re gonna run to when the man is you
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| And hold me close, you’ll never see
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| You’re the only one who understands
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| The storm in me
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| And I’ll wait for you here
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| With silent voice
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| God only knows I never wanted you to make this choice
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| Oh dai dai da, oh dai dai da, oh dai dai da
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| Well you loathed down in the mire
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| Cuz you didn’t wanna face it
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| With a gunslinger’s desire
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| You’d rather burn out than save it
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| Oh with the watchers and the scapegoats
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| You were hidin' in the rain
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| With a back cut and the music
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| You were screaming out your pain
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| Oh where you think you’re gonna run to when the man is you |