Running
Running, running,and running Running from the fire that's killing me I can't leave that house Even if it's burning so I run But I'm going nowhere Running,running,and running To never leave that Burning, burning house I try to take a breath But I can't my eyes swollen Shut to the reality of the world Am I really in this burning house Or is it all just a dream?
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