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I'm running, running from the past.
I can't keep up, I'll never last.
Help me, this future hasn't even been told,
and I don't even want to know how it unfolds.

The time has come to throw it all behind me,
move forth and carry out my destiny.
Will my future and my past become one,
and all of it end with the sound of a gun?

Come on, shoot away the fantasies I see.
Send them reeling to another life for me.
Happiness has never been true,
An empty lie to try to get me through.

Driving down this long, dark, empty road.
Slipping away as the headlights go.
Why does the light only come when people go?
Why is it light always leaves me so?

Cold, shaking, slipping away.
Falling apart more every day.
There's no way I can make it on my own,
save me before my life is never fully shown...