Run Away, Away From Childhood Abuse
Turn around, face me
You yelled as my walk became a run
Don't know what I'm running from,
Run from something worth chasing, I go
My heart beat, it just won't slow
Why the hell are you standing there?
Thinking, 'should I care?'
It doesn't mean a thing to me
I know I don't hold your heart's key
Build me up, break me down,
Tell me the truths, tell me the lies
Be the abused, be the abuser
Run!
til I finally see the sun
Run!
til I've finally won
I can't tell you exactly where I'm headed
But I won't let myself be sedated
Your drunk, false moments of "affection",
Have been forgotten in the haze of my affliction
My feet move on their own
You will no longer chill me to the bone
Soon I will feel the warmth of the sun
Now I know, this is why I
Run!
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