| The morning glory poured down on me
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| Stars were in my eyes
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| Desperate a babe in teens
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| I was scared to death of
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| What I’d find of
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| On borrowed beds of nails I wailed
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| And I’d lose control
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| So shamelessly so starved to be
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| Down on this orphan’s road
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| If time runs away tomorrow
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| There’s nowhere left to hide
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| To the promised land
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| The roads I ran
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| But nowhere left to ride
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| The last runaway tonight
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| Has come home
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| And I’m running from the night
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| Oh, from where I roamed
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| It was the best days of our lives now
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| The world was ours to run
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| The last rumaway tonight
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| (The last runaways alive)
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| I’m coming home
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| The price of pride bled down on me
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| And ransomed my soul
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| A broken boulevard of dreams
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| Like misfits and their broken toys
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| A runaway a slave in chains
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| I’d lose control
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| So painlessly, so hard to see
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| Down this beggar’s road
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| In the land of lost and make believe
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| We shiver from the cold
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| Lay down my head
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| And hear no voices
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| My face so bold
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| Turn my back And feared redemption
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| Like a thief I stole
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| Escape this place erase my shadow
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| Lord don’t wanna lose my soul
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| And help me Lord to make it
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| This weight’s too great to lift my soul no more
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| Just one last chance to change it
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| Give me back the life I can’t wait to live
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| Na, na, na, ooh na, na, na
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| Ooh na, na, na, ooh na, na, na |