Runaways

Wandering eyes, now your prize is gone
To say you're wise you've lost your throne
So atone to the one you owe it to
You're knocked out cold without a soul
You never could

There's a dead end near ahead
It's fucking clear to me we're dead
Slowly run away
Your ghost is calling me, and it ain't so friendly
Haunting me, and I can't disagree
I'm talking all about and to myself

And you plead to me in every dream I've had since denial
And you plead to me in the only dreams I've had in a while

Not one of you know
Not one of you see it's not alright
Now you're finally dead to me
I've been deemed to be
All to and by myself

Wandering eyes now your prize is gone
To say you're wise you've lost your throne
So atone to the one you owe it to
You're knocked out cold without a soul you never could

Could you run away?
How could you run away?
You're looking better hon, but somehow we're still not okay
I hope you know how much this means to me
Until then I'm running
Without an identity



Credits
Writer(s): Steven Tarakjian
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