I was born the running kind With leaving always on my mind Home was never home to me At anytime Every front door found me hoping I would find the back door open There just had to be an exit for the running kind Within me there's a prison Surrounding me alone As real as any dungeon With its wall of stone I know running's not the answer Though, running's been my nature And a thing in me that keeps me moving on I was born the running kind With leaving always on my mind Home was never home to me At anytime Every front door found me hoping I would find the back door open There just had to be an exit for the running kind I was born the running kind With leaving always on my mind Home was never home to me At anytime Every front door found me hoping I would find the back door open There just had to be an exit for the running kind
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