I don't have any guarantees
Money's gone before the end of the week
I just keep stumbling over my feet
And I just want to run, run, run, run, run
I find myself wandering into the dark
I'm so lost I don't know where I should start
I just keep stumbling over my feet
And I just want to run, run, run, run, run
Sometimes I don't speak for myself
For I am somewhere else

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