The glaring sun is taking my heart out to under the deep blue sky
however this whole town is taking my freedom from me
running away, hey! who are youż
*don't you see that sin under that insensetive smiling face
if you got a taste of your own medicine, don't you understand at all?
going as far as preparing made-up stories like that
to get money, I'm gonna be sick
it's as if running out of the red signal at fierce speed
like a Sunday Driver
*repeat
speaking of what you can do to me, you could just put up your middle finger
*repeat
like getting bit on the hand by my pet dog
like being betrayed by a man I looked after(which one of these!?)
it's that kind of a feeling
if you notice, look all around, NO NO this is not a zoo
let's run far away, until the south island let's run away
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