Rnw@y

Graffiti decorations underneath a sky of dust A constant wave of tension on top of broken trust The lessons that you taught me, I learned were never true Now, I find myself in question They point the finger at me again Guilty by a*sociation, you point the finger at me again Paper bags and angry voices under a sky of dust Another wave of tension has more than filled me up All my talk of taking action, these words were never true I wanna run away, never say goodbye I wanna know the truth Instead of wondering why I wanna know the answers, no more lies I wanna shut the door and open up my mind Gonna run away