Well I keep on running
I feel out of place
And I keep on hoping
To lose this taste
Every waking hour
Is waiting game
Distant reflections
Where I see your face
Face, face face, face, face, face, face, face
Face, face, face, face face, face, face, face
Face, face
And I keep hoping
That its not my mind
I'm not chasing shadows
Of a different kind
Every grain of sand
Sends me in decline
Lost track of when
I crossed the line
Line, line, line, line, line, line, line, line
Line, line, line, line, line, line, line, line
Line, line, line, line, line, line, line, line
Line, line, line, line, line, line, line, line
Line, line, line
So cut the cord, I'm leaving, leaving
Sever the hold I'm feeling, feeling
Make me wholesome even, even
Well I keep on running
I feel out of place
And I keep on hoping
To lose this taste
Every waking hour
Is waiting game
Distant reflections
Where I see your face
Face, face, face
So cut the cord, I'm leaving, leaving
Sever the hold I'm feeling, feeling
Make me wholesome even, even
Cut the cord, I'm leaving, leaving
Sever the hold I'm feeling, feeling
Make me wholesome even, even

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