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So you think you've got to suffer
for some future you've defined.
All your goals laid out before you
in such perfect little lines.
Deny yourself the chance to love.
Turn your back on happiness…
And what will you have to look back on
when you finally reach the end.
You just run.
Run away.
Run
You're so afraid.
You ignore the knocking,
Banging, beating at your door.
You tune it out
You block your ears.
and roll around upon the floor.
Your agony cuts to the bone,
This bed of nails you lye upon.
You claim it's all in self-defense…
This martyrdom you've chosen.
You won't let me in.
You just run.
Run away.
Run.
You're so afraid.
You run
so you don't have to face
the man who waits
just beneath the surface of your skin.
How you fear him….
Oh, so you run.
You just run.
Run away.
Run.
You're so afraid.
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