The gray clouds fill the sky,
Cold winds blow through my hair,
Turning up the music to drowned out the noise,
Things are supposed to change,
Fearing the moment when i get home,
Because i know what will be waiting for me there,
A long night full of tears,
Nothing here,
And so i run.
Cold winds blow through my hair,
Turning up the music to drowned out the noise,
Things are supposed to change,
Fearing the moment when i get home,
Because i know what will be waiting for me there,
A long night full of tears,
Nothing here,
And so i run.
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