You
Look for any chance to escape
Follow the direction the needle points
Down dirt roads in dusty veins
Willing to put the chains around your neck
To pretend that you are free
Come back down crashing to the earth
Leave yourself hanging in a tree
And I can't say I'll cry for you
But I'm sad to see you leave
When the play had just begun
And it was almost your turn to speak
Whether it was stage fright or an aversion to light
I'll never know what made you run away
But I know you finally found the high
The permanent escape
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