I am running from my government
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Wanted for the crimes I commit
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I left behind all the things that I love
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Took a train to the eastern border
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Told my daughter I will be back for her
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Bought a ticket with no destination.
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I see faces everywhere I go
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Forced smiles and furrowed brow
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Is that a gun or a violin?
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I am under the impression that
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There's a weapon underneath that hat
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Tiny bomb or sleeping pills.
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Are you on the wrong side
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Are you on the wrong side
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Of what is right? And
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Are you on the wrong road
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Are you on the wrong road
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To where you want to be?
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Maybe I could turn and face my demons
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Tell the suits that I had my reasons
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I could take whatever's coming to me
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Be a father behind a locked door
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I keep your letters in an empty drawer
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Whatever happens it's the green mile for me.
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Are you on the wrong side
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Are you on the wrong side
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Of what is right? And
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Are you on the wrong road
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To where you want to be?
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Sleeping Pills
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A Silent Film |