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Sunny Mittal


Mother lets run away


Doors are open
he forgot to lock,
road is clear,
today there is no snow,
this is our best chance,
this is our best chance,
there wont be a better day,
mother lets run away...

Just went out,
checked the street,
nobody is watchin,
its Sunday afternoon,
everybody is sleepin,
the sheriff he has bribed,
looks like someplace else
today he is keepin,
seems like god has
answered your prayers,
he has made everything clear,
this is our best chance,
this is our best chance,
there wont be a better day,
mother lets run away...

I know you loved him,
you left everything for him,
you fought with your mother,
you fought with your father,
did not listen to fiends,
did not listen to your brother,
so mad you were for him,
but its okay,
things did not turn out,
as you dreamed that way,
but today is the day,
to break the shatters,
and throw them away,
mother lets run away,
this is our best chance,
this is our best chance,
there wont be a better day,
mother lets run away...

i am too little to fight him,
just seven i cannot hit him,
last time when i tried,
for whole night i cried,
you yourself saw he hit him so hard,
still on my left cheek there is a scar,
but mother something i want to do,
i want to help you,
out of this hell,
i want to get myself and you,
and this is the only way,
and this is the only way,
there wont be a better day,
mother lets run away...

we will go wherever
you want go,
its okay if to grandma's house
you don't want to go,
its okay if your friends place
too say you no,
we will leave this city,
we will leave this state,
we will leave this country,
but for the sake of god,
mother please hurry,
time is fast running,
anytime he might be coming,
this is the best chance,
this is the best chance,
there wont be a better day,
mother lets run away...

Submitted: Saturday, February 09, 2013

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