Run
We’ve got to go.
Let’s get the fuck out of here.
We’re smothering.
Don’t look back.
Just run.
There’s plenty of time for life to beat you down
So stomp the pedal ‘til the gas runs out.
There’s a world of shit when we get back home,
But I’ve got to hold on while I can.
Stand
Inside I form my plan.
The world is where I make my stand.
They can kick you down.
They can strip you bare.
They can never touch what you have inside.
Make your stand.
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