Lyrics:
White powder, mayo spread get the toast
Dope daddy bring the mink for the snow
Push them T's but I get it by the O's
You been blessed by the sick
Darling, can't you see what I see?
Can't you feel what I feel
The sound when
They are running
Look, the children are starving.
Even if they live
Possibilities are high, I won't always be by your side
Put away your shy, your aura flows and that already is a high
So fly away
Put aside your
This been a long time coming
Depression just keep on dumping
Anxiety keep me running
Im running
Just keep on running
Your running away from nothing
streets alone just living day by day
I can even feel it now, don't tell me what I'm feeling now
You shook my dreams away
Tired of waiting around
Now,
streets alone just living day by day
I can even feel it now, don't tell me what I'm feeling now
You shook my dreams away
Tired of waiting around
Now,
The walls are built up stone by stone
The fields divided one-by-one
And the train conductor says
"Take a break, Driver 8, Driver 8, take a break
Out by the desolate shore
The waves come in with a roar
The children are playing
Throwing stones in the water
Dogs are chasing the seagulls
Are
Running away
Written by Doneta Dawson
Intro
Can’t keep running away
Chorus
Run Running Run Run Run Running away
Why are you running away
God wants
Now that the war's being won
Where are you now, my son?
The siren gives a running break to those who live in town
Take the children and the blankets
Guadalquivir and old Saville
And at dead of night the whistle blows
And people fear she's running still
And far away in some recess
The Lord and the Devil
Guadalquivir and old Saville
And at dead of night the whistle blows
And people fear she's running still
And far away in some recess
The Lord and the Devil
Log on in and face your fate
Starve to death and waste away
Calm your craving day by day
Freedom what you gave away
Log on in and face your fate
panic reparations are swift, they took advantage, how they planned it, and we missing a gift, maybe time to run away, without permission or slips, looking
see my shine glowing
I don’t have to eat the bullshit that they are feeding
Tearing down my people
So I hate on myself
Robotic populations running off
hope in his face
A part hate
Where the color of love
Slips away
Why are the children
Carrying guns, not books
Drug dealing, not learning
let you move on
But I don't want you to
So I push you away then I pull you back
Have another panic attack
I tell you I'm crazy
But you say you can
know something big is coming and its drumming up pain and fear
Even though people are asleep, well we still gotta remain in gear
We can't just sit by
We
a baseball bat
And for some. a macheti
I am surrounded by a supportive universe
There are many souls that are willing
To assist me, because I have tuned in
away our childrens in our babbles everytings gonna be alright....
All the boys that is running after her are just like rotten bubbles, they give her
from the king
That no one wants to hear
Don't be running late, are you on time today?
Don't be running late, are you on time today?
Don't be
Of a sailor
A sailor
Deputized by the cruel God of children
No running water in his soul, just a hole
Echoed when he called your name from down the hall
The walls are built up stone by stone
The fields divided one-by-one
And the train conductor says
"Take a break, Driver 8, Driver 8, take a break
to bed
And if you can't find the children, then the children are dead
This is real life, and the torture's gory
You could call this a real life horror
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