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I have nowhere to run this time,
And maybe he's got me
I'm stuck feeling so hated,
Why wont I run?

She's got me by a leash,
It's wrapped around my neck
She pulls it hard when i stray,
Too far.

He's coming,
He wants a home
Well he can have what was mine
It was all taken from me.

These days less,
Some days more
Maybe for once,
I won't be a bore.

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