Its a matter of the brain,
A simple switch we can flip to not feel pain,
That when you flip it you can jump a mile high,
You can run forever and ever,
And her face is never imprinted on the inside of your eyelids.
Run,
Run until you can no longer run,
Run until your blood seeps into your socks,
And your feet feel like rocks,
Run until your legs give out,
Then crawl until you cannot breathe,
Because you’ve got blood on your knee’s.
But she is waiting for me,
Somewhere some place their she will be,
Staring at me with those eyes that gleam,
And it will feel just like a dream.
Ive got to find where she is hiding,
Because every second away I am dying,
Like a tree with no sunshine.
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