A Large Body of Water Separates Her Past From Her Future And Serves As A Metaphor For Death

There’s nothing to report

From my front line, this is my last time

Don’t wanna change minds, feed you the same lines

 

Cause now I’m breaking free

And now I’m breaking free

So I can run away

And I will run away

 

Run away from you

I’m running away from you

I’m running away from you

I’m running away from you

 

I’m passing back and forth

From my baseline, this is the last time

Same as the last time, know that I’m unkind

 

Cause now I’m breaking free

And now I’m breaking free

So I can run away

And I will run away

 

Run away from you

I’m running away from you

I’m running away from you

I’m running away from you

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