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The sun is up
And I'm coming down
The light on your spine
And I'm out of town
We're running
Running
Running
From these feelings
But it's inevitable
And it's killing
Why do we hide
Who we are
Trying so hard to please
Not reaching to far
I begged you to stay
But you're on your way
And I'll be ok
Ye I'll be ok
I walked away
When you slammed the door
Too long we've been hurting
And it f*cks with my core
I know you don't understand
But it's out of my hand
To make it alright
To make it alright