Running from, running from
The restrictions of my soul
Kingdom come, kingdom come
I finally got control
Breaking out of all my chains
After years of pretending
Fuck it
Damn I made it out in the end
After years of contemplating
Fuck it
Oh my God I was a mess
Until it was time to address
Out is the new in I confess
Couldn't express, only suppress
Running from, Running from
The restrictions of my soul
(I'm running baby, I'm running)
Kingdom come, Kingdom come
I finally got control
I sat down and learned
But I could still feel the burn
Fuck it
From the bitterness until I took a turn
Hoping this time there'd be no return
Fuck it
At times I feel like starting this again
But without all the guilt and all the pain
This small place I used to be living in
Dear God I swear it felt like living hell
I'm running baby
Running from, running from
The restrictions of my soul
I'm running baby
Kingdom come, kingdom come
I finally got control
Running from, running from
The restrictions of my soul
I'm running baby
Kingdom come, kingdom come
I finally got control
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