I run but never get away
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Chinatown jail break
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Sitting in this cell these bars wide open
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Stricken by the light I fear the unspoken
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The Son is my hope my shelter and my guide
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But I’d rather choose this lonely cell this hole where I hide
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I run (3x) but never get away
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Chinatown jail break
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The darkness of this hole has its claws in my soul
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Who needs the warms I choose the cold
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My freedoms not that I’ve conditioned my soul to want
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I’m bound beneath the surface, my selfishness I flaunt
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He’s calling my name yet I choose the same
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Chinatown Jail Break
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| Flatfoot 56 |
