Easier To Run.

Wounds so deep they never show, they never go away.
Like moving pictures in my head, for years and years they've played.
If I could change i would, take back the pain i would.
Retrace every wrong move that i made, i would.
If i could, stand up and take the blame, i would.
I would take all my shame to the grave.
It's easier to run, replacing this pain with something numb.
It's so much easier to go, then face all this pain here all alone.

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