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RunawayYou’ve nowhere to run to, you’ve nowhere to hideBut nobody cares, no-one’s at your side The mind of an adult, but still just a child Yet you’re out on the streets, running wild The mind of an adult, but still just a child Yet you’re out on the streets, running wild Your mother’s on the streets, your father’s in a bar You’re on the roadside, looking for a stranger’s car Let him drive you away to the city of your hopes But there’s no golden streets, just more hookers, more dope Born out of their mistakes, you inherit all their sins In the city’s jungles, you’ve no chance to win You drift to oblivion, as you follow their madness You cry inside, but no-one’s there to share your sadness The mind of an adult, but still just a child Yet you’re out on the streets, running wild You’re just the flotsam on the rivers full of greed With no-one to give you, the little love you need Dreams vanish like smoke, your ambitions dying And no-one gives a damn, though they see you crying Memories of your father, who taught you strange games Your mother called you whore, you’re taunted by the name Trapped in adult’s games, you didn’t want to play They look their fun for nothing, but you’re the one who pays Runaway, Runaway, Runaway |