What the hell am I doing in this town
It's been so long since we went down
Trying to stand up only facing the crowd
Can't move or hide no turning around
There's no way to run from all this chaos
I never thought this little thing could ever phase us
Youre smiling face is what I can't get passed
No matter how much I run or how fast
These walls are closing in, can barely breathe
The slightest movement brings me to my knees
Only thing I know what to do now
Is get the hell out and away from this town
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