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You say your lifeâs run out; taken all it can take. We will fashion you a place, that will spoon-feed it right back to you. Hell was getting way too close so we ran away. We needed to find a place to go, and we did, oh we did.
When youâre lucky to be alive hellâs not the place you want to spend your time in. You better run away and hide because this old place is making hell look friendly. We didnât come here no we didnât plan to, we ended up here. Now weâre the crew on a ship thatâs sailing somewhere, nowhere.
You say youâve outrun life; it would have a job catching up. We will offer you this place and we will put our eyes right into you. He asked us whatâs the point in going back to them when all youâre doing is getting hurt? He followed stick around a sing, stick around and sing with me.