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I've stayed awake for a million years
and I’ve slept billion years away
no one to tell me
when to sing
push until the itching becomes real
don’t trust my mind, it’s a little gray
they’re chasing us back to Earth
let them call of the search
Let’s hide
don’t be scared
to tell them off
don't be scared
need to breathe
take it in
This planet spins like mother's head
so cry, don’t wipe those tears away
the world is nothing more than smoke
pathetic outlook, none of your concern
cold as ice, doesn't stop the burn
world is nothing more than dirt
no matter what they say
Let’s hide
don’t be scared
to tell them off
no need to breathe
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I sit here contemplating
On life’s bitersweet memories
I can’t escape this aching
I can’t fool this body of mine
I want you
I have to have you
You want to
I know you do
You make me
Want it all
You make me
Long for more
shiny from a distance
but does your light keep its pull
your brightness hits me hard
I got to guard my eyes
I want you
I have to have you
You want to
I know you do
You make me
Want it all
You make me
Long for more
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Head in the clouds, mind stuck in the past
Why do I keep dwelling on things that don’t last
I used to like silence
Now it feels too loud
We’re skybound, like the moon and the sun
Always in sight, never quite around
My light lingers on you
One half is pitch dark
I think that I’m a lonely bird
I’ve always been that way
I can’t seem to let anyone
Get inside and stay
Your fingers running on my naked back
Small talk about the stars
That picture still burns
The back of my eyes
I think that I’m a lonely bird
Always, always been
(La la la la la, lonely)
Never quite knew what to make of you
Your rain poured on me and I felt
Like a car with no breaks
Is that all that it takes?
Is that all that it takes?
Driving on that empty road
Finding something that you stole
I don’t think that I can fix it
It’s broken
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Bow Down
03:56
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twist my words, I’ll bend your will
I’ll make you fall, I’ll make you kneel
If love’s a game, I’ll play to win
I got darkness deep within
bow and swear you never did
say those wicked things to me
twist my words, you won’t admit
I’ll pretend you don’t exist
play with fire
I’ll break you
bow down
I’ll make you
scream
no more bullets, you're all out
think you gave it all you got
hey, be careful, watch your step
bend the knee or it might break
down down down
go down, you bow to the gun
play with fire
scream
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Unsend Message
03:17
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Sometimes I send you messages, you never get to read
Instead I hit that button where it says unsend
I’d tell you all the things that wander through my mind
But how are you to know, they’re gone within the night
I can't seem to send them to you
Afraid what you might do
I can't seem to send them to you
Afraid what you might do
I’d buy a ticket, travel straight to you
Instead I sit here writing songs about me and you
I’d never see you in real life, never hear your voice
But I still see you in my dreams, it’s not really my choice
I can't seem to send them to you
Afraid what I might do
I can't seem to send them to you
Afraid what I might do
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Melted chocolate on my skin
Sitting in my bed,
Why am I so afraid
I dream of your pale face
Your eyes have pierced my soul
I feel myself
Drink another round of whiskey, yeah
Say another tipsy lie, like you don’t care
Keep me wavering for weeks, yeah, I’m fine!
Your dried up voice crawls down my spine
Get up and run another mile
What’s wrong, why can’t I feel alright?
Get up and run another mile
What’s wrong, why can’t I feel alright?
Dead inside, drives me mad
Mildly numb, it’s numbing all this waste
My altered mind, another fight
Makes me sense that sour aftertaste
Don’t waste your time, honey
Don’t spend another moment on me
Done wasting my energy on this
Seems you don’t know I exist
It seems you don’t know I exist
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Slowdown
03:09
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loneliness
can make you feel
like this world
isn’t real
let’s change
our stars
let’s change
our stars tonight
slowdown
let’s do this right
let’s not fight
my pain
runs through my soul
my heart
has turned so cold
But I
keep on going strong
Today
I’ll keep holding on
to you
Why do I feel so lonely?
Why, tell me why
Can you make this real
(is it real?)
Can you make this feel
Alright
Make it feel alright
The stars shine bright
Tonight
Slowdown
Let’s do this right
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8. |
It's Not You, It's Them
02:45
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Stop building a maze
It leaves you in a haze
there’s no return from that place
And these feelings you have they matter
You deserveto feel better
Not a brush off without a concern
It's not you, it's them
They won't hear, they won't bend
Find someone who understands
If it’s not ideal
then you go and find someone real
who allows you to feel what you feel
find someone real
find someone real
find someone real
find someone real
find someone real
find someone real
find someone real
someone who
knows how you feel
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Don't
01:56
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The Real Runna Bucharest, Romania
Emotional overdrive translated into song. Getting closer to my raw, unfiltered self. Testing myself and my boundries. Collabs or inquiries heytherealrunna@gmail.com
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