why why why Why, why why why why why she ran away And I wonder where she will stay My little runaway, run run run run runaway Runaway, run run run run runaway
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misery and i wonder, why why why why why why, why why why why why she ran away and i wonder, were she will stay my little runaway, run run run run runaway
the chase Drifting off the pace Filling all space and times up For the meanwhile pressure piles down Terror reigns Runaway, loose Gonna run over you
s just no hope for our final embrace Bridge: So here we are... I'm in your head... I'm IN YOUR HEART! Chorus: You were told to runaway Soak the place
razor blades your blood is surging Runaway! From the river to the street and find yourself with your face in the gutter You're a stray for the salvation
girl I love you) I'ma tell you one time (girl I love, girl I love you) Looking for your hot stuff Baby, I need it Looking for your hot stuff Baby, tonight
am waiting for the righteous one Enlighten us the righteous one I am waiting for the righteous one Enlighten us the righteous one Are you waiting for
bill y'all Dollar, dollar, dollar Dollar, dollar bill y'all I ain't got through all my life Fiend for the mean green Never get enough is a mother fuckin' gangsta dream For
The ragamuffin gunner is returnin' home like a hungry runaway He walks through town all alone--"He must be from the fort," he hears the high school girls
a fact of life If you make one wrong move with the gun to your head You dare to walk the line or you'll be left for dead I'm a runaway train on a broken
Freddie Tryin' to whoop a nigga for somethin' That's why I'm on the rock so for sure they gets nothin' Except a nigga asscrack, kiss it, runaway slave
love and razor blades Your blood is surging Runaway From the river to the stream And find yourself with your face in the gutter Run straight for the
blades Your blood is surging Runaway From the river to the street And find yourself with your face in the gutter You're a stray for the salvation
have joined a small circus, that much is true I'm a little malnourished, but try to relax Could you find a better photo for the milk carton backs? Send money Runaway
town Hard to be a dreamer in a dream killing town Good as dead, Sally said I fear what she knows Money spent, for reconnaissance and blood's upon her
watch on TV, how they should properly depict you The rivers should flow with liquor, quench your thirst on my elixirs (Let me put you on game) I am the safe haven for the rebel runaway
