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On the run from everyone There’s nothing left to say Check twice over my shoulder And pray this all fades away Stumbling forward Don’t try to move or make a sound This push and pull is all I know now All I long for Is myself All that you want Is someone else Burn everything down Burn everything Guard down, say yes, bruised up My thoughts ring loud what’s the deal? What’s the use? Playing by the rules This weight on my shoulders More power to you If it takes two Can we call it a truce? Didn’t you know? When you say no Try to hold myself like a child If I keep the distance it’ll remain There’s nothing left here more to gain All I long for Is myself All that you want Is someone else Burn everything down Burn everything All I long for Is myself All that you want Is someone else Burn everything down Burn everything