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Every time you run
Manafest (09-09-2017)
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Letra: Last night got a little crazy. I don't remember, woke up spun with the pasties. My friends say I was tweaked out. Passed out on a dirty coach, still in the house. It kind a scares me, I don't know. Am I out of control? Always waking up still in my clothes. I wrote a note that said goodbye to pain, good bye to shame. But couldn't find a way, I just cry for days. I'm so depressed, soaking wet, I can't rest. These thoughts just beat me to death I'm un-kept. I thought of a song my mom used to sing in church but it's been so long I can't remember the words.

Every time you run, every time you hide, every time it hurts, every time you cry, every time you run away, every time you hide your face and it feels so far away, I'm right here, with you. Every time you run.

I keep sleeping in don't want to wake up. I keep hearing from the landlord pay up. Hide my face in my pillow till the sunsets. Hung over and I haven't seen a pay check. I took a job downtown at the factory. I was hired and fired with no salary. I keep running from responsibility. It's seems impossible, the pressure is hitting me. I know I need to man up, or sit down. Stand up and get out of this crowd. I thought of a song my mom used to sing in church but it's been so long I can't remember the words.

Every time you run, every time you hide, every time it hurts, every time you cry, every time you run away, every time you hide your face and it feels so far away, I'm right here, with you. Every time you run.

Well I know I'm not ready to die, but I've, sure, thought about the meaning of life cause I can't seem to find a purpose for me. It's just the choices and I fail to proceed. I got a "get up, get up, get up, get up, get up, get up, get up, get up, get up”. I hear voices in my mind, ones a devil, ones Jesus. I can feel it can you help me find the pieces. Like an angel on my shoulder, you hold the joy of the Lord raising up a soldier. You gave me the song my mom used to sing in church. I promised not to quit and I remembered the words. I promised not to quit and I remembered the words.

Every time you run, every time you hide, every time it hurts, every time you cry, every time you run away, every time you hide your face and it feels so far away, I'm right here, with you. I promised not to quit and I remembered the words. I promised not to quit and I remembered the words. And it feels so far away, I'm right here, with you.

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