| I ran away
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| But it saved my life
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| And the lights outside my window
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| Help me sleep at night
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| 'Cause when the lights go out
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| It all comes crashing in
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| Just how lucky I am
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| To still be breathing in
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| And the footsteps as I walk towards my front door
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| The key slips
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| The lock scratched
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| The sound so familiar
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| 'Cause I traded in my jacket
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| For a newfound sense of freedom
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| 'Cause winters, they don’t
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| Scare me like the used to anymore
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| And I sold my guitar
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| 'Cause I don’t really write so much anymore
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| And I’ve kind of grown accustomed
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| To the noises in my head
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| I gave up searching
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| I think I’m happy with who I am
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| Even though I chewed up
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| And spat out my family and friends
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| I’ve still got my whole life
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| To make it up and make amends
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| I know it’s not much to you
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| But maybe you could understand
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| I breathe in
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| This city
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| And look at what I’ve started
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| I think I’ve spent enough hours
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| Killing myself
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| Over what I thought you saw in me
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| And when I leave
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| I try to keep it off my mind
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| That the rain back home
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| Swallowed all I left behind
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| I gave up searching
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| I think I’m happy with who I am
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| Even though I chewed up
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| And spat out my family and friends
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| I’ve still got my whole life
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| To make it up and make amends
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| I know it’s not much to you
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| But maybe you could understand
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| I ran away
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| But it saved my life
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| The lights outside my window
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| Help me sleep at night
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| It’s like I’m standing on the edge of a life to be
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| And whatever happens next was always up to me
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| No longer will I compare myself
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| To establish my self worth |