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My life is a runaway,
I have gone away,
From all the wrong things in life,
And the things I simply just don't want to face.

I guess things looked up,
But the faces still haunt.
How can I sleep at night,
Knowing I might not wake-up?

My life is unexpectedly played out.
It's a suspense story,
All the different stories,
Make one big lie.

I can't trust the things you say,
And I can't make them go away.