Run from Four Doors by The Cold Desert

If I'm sailing away, you packed my bags, built my boat.
If I'm hiding my face, you blacked my eye, bloodied my nose.
If I'm making my escape, you built a fence, spun your web over me.

You can't ask me to change everything I am for free,
can't ask me to throw everything I have into the sea.
You make me want to leave, make me want to leave you.

If I'm caught in the tide, you dragged me down, pulled me under.
If I'm drowning inside, gasping for air, I'm calling your name.
If I'm losing my mind, only you can find it.

You can't ask me to change everything I am for free,
can't ask me to throw everything I have into the sea.
You make me want to leave, make me want to leave you.

And if I'm angry, it's all your fault.
You make me hot, you make me cold.
You make me crazy when you chase me,
you make me run. You make me run.

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