Running with the wolves. It's time for us to go.
Left all our clothes with the car back by the road.
And we were running for a reason- for the burning in our veins.
And we were running for a reason.
I just need to get away.
Running with the wolves. We're screaming at the stars.
We left all we own in a hole in our backyard.
And we were running for a reason, left our cubicles in little flaming piles.
And we were running for a reason.
I need to feel something different for just a little while.
I'm not coming home, I'm staying with the wolves.
You can burn all my mail and disconnect my phone.
Tell Mom I'm sorry- sorry for leaving, but I'm staying where I'm at.
Now we're running to find meaning.
We're gone, and we're never coming back.

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