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my head hurtsI'm hungryI miss youfeel emptyI own these lungsI own these boneseverything I needto carry me homeI'm not the type to stand stillI'm not the type to slow downI'm not the type to stopuntil I'm falling downslowly it rises to me - groundsoftly it whispers...run girl runI dream this trailI dream these woodseverything I needto be who I couldI'm not the type to give upI'm not the type to slow downI'm not the type to stopuntil I'm falling downslowly it rises to me - groundsoftly it whispers...run girl runpick myself uppick my feet up
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