Satiate

On the tip of my tongue
Or stuck in the back of my throat
Out the door clad in a winter coat
I wanna run until my legs give out
Tremblin then I will fall

Humming a comforting tune

On my mind in my mind
On my mind in my mind
In my skin
On my mind

But I don't have the control
So I am running and crawling on the road
I'm coming I'm going I'm satiating



Credits
Writer(s): Doug Taylor
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