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I won't suffer, be broken, get tired, or wasted
Surrender to nothing, or give up what I
Started and stop it, from end to beginning
A new day is coming, and I am finally free

Run away, run away, I'll attack
Run away, run away, go chase yourself
Run away, run away, now I'll attack
I'll attack

Your promises, they look like lies
Your honesty, like a back that hides a knife
I promise you
I promise you
And I am finally free