Run Home

She slipped in the snow
And he told her to empty her shoes
The looks on their faces
I guess that they thought I was bad news
She scrambled to get it all together for me
But I sent them on their way

There was laughter behind me
Relief in the eyes of my friends
'Cause you don't show your guns
To get money here
If you do, it's assumed that they're done

I'm not what I look like
I think we're the same
We both feel the same
I'm just what I look like
We're probably the same



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