You’re just running backwards dear
You’re stuck in a desperate world
Your blood is burning from too much liquor
You are fading in colors
There’s a place where we could go
Where the land is dry and the landscape’s wild
There’s a place where we could stay
Where the sun is bright and the hopes are high
Stop down the road
You’re hurt
Hang on a rope
We’ll cut
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