| Turns back to see everything he wanna
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| Walk away to find another day
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| Turns a page that he never thought he’d get to and he’s
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| Walking different drunk
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| But why does he always run away?
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| Why does does he always run away?
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| Could be tapped that brain of his is wired wrong
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| Thinking too much, she was right there all along
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| I don’t take my running from you
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| He said, sick of it all still
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| Why does he always run away?
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| Take no time to think about what’s on the line
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| No I, no time to sit and listen to you whine
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| Don’t care about piling powder in his skull
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| Don’t care about running he’s an animal
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| You knocked him off tip top of the rock
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| Now he’s sick of it all again
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| That’s why he always runs away
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| That’s why he always runs away
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| Take no time to think about what’s on the line
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| No I, no time to sit and listen to you wine
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| This skin and bone
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| Won’t change your tone
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| But he can bang on his drum
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| Drain out that mundane moan |