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Riot - Runaway
Runaway, all alone, on
these streets you call
your home
Fade to black, painted smile
On these streets there
cries a wounded child
On the run, shadows always falling
It's a high price that you pay
Runaway
This life that you choose
Leaves a burning in my heart ...
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