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Threw your body head first Don't think about what stops when you think You can't feel a thing i sometimes want to spare You from the pain of knowing what you've done a fucked up Thread that holds us no one can touch It's guarded unsuspecting friends have Made lost compromises We cannot speak We can't be held to take a stand less rated Why don't you go chance time to get out make a run for the road we'll have a traveling show There's only one way out There's a blank space in your view Why does it seems so sad to escape When no one is chasing you i wrote it down I gave it away I suggest that you do the same stranded But extremely over used claiming territory what a joke I sometimes want to spare you from the pain of knowing What you've done won't let you fall away