When music got me down.
When i didn’t have time to run
I tend to cut myself off
from things I shouldn’t run from
 
It doesn’t really matter
Sometimes we run for cover
I’m always on the outside
 
You never seem to wonder
how much you make me suffer
I’m speaking from the inside
 
Makes me wanna scream
 
Keep it to myself
 
It doesn’t really matter
Sometimes we run for cover
I’m always on the outside
I’m speaking from the inside
 
(and yeay! If you can red this than it means that posting through mailing works with me ^^
’cause fooking i’net is going bad on me)

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