i just wanna run hide it away
run because theyre chasing me down
i just wanna run throw it away
run before theyre finding me out
i just wanna run
i just wanna run
im out here all alone
i try to call your house
cant reach you on the phone
ill gather up the nerve
im packing up my bag
its more than you deserve
don't treat me like a drag
im feelin like I keep on talking
im repeating myself
my words lost all meaning
i keep talking
i repeat myself i just wanna run
hide it away
run because theyre chasing me down
i just wanna run throw it away
run before they're finding me out
i just wanna run
i just wanna run
like a game of chess
i predict your move
i think I know you better
better than you do
im sick of feeling cheap
cheated and abused
sick of losing sleep
thinking about you
im feelin like I keep on talking
im repeating myself,
my words lost all meaning
i keep talking
i repeat myself
i just wanna run, hide it away
run because they're chasing me down
i just wanna run, throw it away
run before theyre finding me out
i just wanna run
run as far and as fast as you can. it will solve all of your problems. right? not. you live in the shadows
of a huge city, and get their scraps. their dirt. you always come in last, never to be first. you and
eleven others live like this, all the same age. well, not only twelve people, but they live in the same house
or a house near you. these houses are apparently the best the city could do to support you 'strays'.
they give you homes, and bread, water, and a few things to live off of such as heating, air conditioning,
refrigerating, and things along those lines. but you have to work for more than half of it. farming,
chopping your own wood for fire, industrial things... the list goes on. you don't do this for free, but if
you don't have a job, then you steal from the city. or you, again, make your own food and things you need to
live, but you still get your bread and water. sickness is the worst thing. ever. the city won't support
sick ones of 'your kind'. your sick, you pretty much die. unless you have herbs and such to create things
for the sickness you have, though this is rare. the houses aren't in best condition, either. they often have
leaks in the roof or broke things, and they don't fix this either. your house, your problem. and don't
forget that the city never lets runaways like you into the city. as for you... all this applies to you.
maybe you ran from the city, or form elsewhere, hoping to find your heaven. a place to call home, but
better than your last. it never happened, of course, but you dreamed... you had a dream. a dream
to become a better person, but you never did of course. you only made yourself worse. this town, is
the one and only artenia, a small little grey town, where rich is having enough food for three meals
a day.