Still feel like running away,
A jet set trip from the grey way
The hazy blur, the strange stain,
You take me away and away from pain
But breathe in all your lies,
Compromise, compromise
The pointless plots, the cries I find
in my eyes. Turn blind,
never thought I could be like this,
are you really like this?
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