Runaway

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Dark nights are always lonely

Nowhere to call 'home'

Just the stars above me

In the ruins as I roam

Only my brother knows

What's going through my head

Pain and paint and the past

I know she wants me dead

Running all alone

Through the streets we roam

Flying away

Crying away

Never going home

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