This is
This a call-out
Radio call-out
To anyone listening
I’m outta here I’m in the clear
I’m done I got the fear
Oh yes it’s clear
You can see it in my eyes
My eyes are dry
My tears won’t cry
And it’s a holy disgrace
Why I can’t just escape
You had your fun I’m on the run
I’m near here I come
Blinded by the sun
You can see me on my knees
You want it all I’ll take the fall
The web is spun
The war is won
My race is run
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