Looking back on younger days, the time has passed,
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And nothing stays the same. Hey hey hey!
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She was such a pretty girl, with glowing eyes and yellow curls. Hey hey hey!
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Stars are in a summer night,
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She's wishing that they'd fall down through the atmosphere, for a souvenir.
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She's waiting for her Superman, her Never land,
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Cause he can show the way. Hey hey hey!
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Where's her missing piece her mind's been chasing, chasing?
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A bullet with your name, a ticking time grenade,
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You better run away, run away, run away
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Either way you're screwed, there's nothing you can do,
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You better run away, run away, run away.
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She's tellin' tales through telephone
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That make you cry, chill to the bone. Hey hey hey!
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It's lock and key, electrified,
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Hide and seek from dirty eyes. Hey hey hey!
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Driving in the rain to somewhere far,
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But they've got tattoos stamped upon their arms, of her name in hearts
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She doesn't understand that love is what you give, not given up.
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Hey hey hey!
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Where's her missing piece her mind's been chasing, chasing?
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A bullet with your name, a ticking time grenade,
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You better run away, run away, run away
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Either way you're screwed, there's nothing you can do,
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No matter what you say, what you say, what you say.
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Yeah you better not sleep, because she's waiting, waiting.
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She knows all about you; you're in her aim.
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A bullet with your name, a ticking time grenade,
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You better run away, run away, run away
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Either way you're screwed, there's nothing you can do,
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You better run away, run away, run away
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A bullet with your name, a ticking time grenade,
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You better run away, run away, run away
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Either way you're screwed, there's nothing you can do,
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No matter what you say, what you say, what you say.
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Walk Away
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Dia Frampton |