run away
Run, run, run.
I will keep moving,
I don't want to stop.
for what I have been dissaproving,
because it won't stop.
Run, run, run.
from this man,
the wish that won't come,
as hard and fast I can,
for the person I will become.
Run, run, run.
Please, don't look back,
memories catching up by time.
The feelings reaching out to me,
Are my secret crime.
Run, run, run.
give me my mask,
hold it up.
My secret task,
not allowed to lay down.
Run, run, run.
Who will I become,
watching time get later.
Who will come,
to see what is behind the mask?
[Who will help me take of this mask?]
I will keep moving,
I don't want to stop.
for what I have been dissaproving,
because it won't stop.
Run, run, run.
from this man,
the wish that won't come,
as hard and fast I can,
for the person I will become.
Run, run, run.
Please, don't look back,
memories catching up by time.
The feelings reaching out to me,
Are my secret crime.
Run, run, run.
give me my mask,
hold it up.
My secret task,
not allowed to lay down.
Run, run, run.
Who will I become,
watching time get later.
Who will come,
to see what is behind the mask?
[Who will help me take of this mask?]
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| Augustijntje: | Dinsdag, november 22, 2016 19:05 |
| Stand still and take the time to really look around you... you never know whom you might see. Nicely written! | |
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| Auteur: *PinkTears* | 
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| Gecontroleerd door: michris | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 21 november 2016 | ||
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