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Sangtekst: Van Atta High. Run Like Hell. Hey Kid.


Hey kid, just look at what we've got ourselves into.
We're moving slow and we're treading water now.
Just open your eyes and try to see the walls I build in front of me.
Break me free, break me free.

And I will fall from a hundred-story building.
I'll go down, down, down - the ground will break my fall.
I'll tell a tale of me tonight.
I'm saying my last words tonight.

Please just show love for yourself,
And you will have so much to tell.
Tell me every tale. (Don't pinch)
Don't move on.
Hey kid, look at us now.

With a thousand-and-one goodbyes,
You'll never want to cry so hard.
It's all coming down - one more so long.

Is it too late to contemplate?
(Stay alive, keep it real)
A second chance means new beginnings.
All I know is I'm so scared of being alone.
I'm so scared of feeling this cold.

Please just show love for yourself,
And you will have so much to tell.
Tell me every tale. (Don't pinch)
Don't move on.
Hey kid, look at us now.

Wait just a second because I can't breath underground.

Hey kid, look at us now.

Wait, because I can't sleep.
Now I can't see.
Could someone please just wait?

Please just show love for yourself,
And you will have so much to tell.
Tell me every tale. (Don't pinch)
Don't move on.
Hey kid, look at us now

(Thanks to Amy for these lyrics)
Van Atta High