another set of lyrics...its kind of hard to get the full picture when its read. I also don't have a title for this one.
it's too late to notice me
sneaking out the window, oh so quietly.
I've got flames for feet
and I'm burning bridges down,
no more looking back to that side of town.
always covering my tracks.
keep my armor on, to keep knives out of my back.
there's no shame for me
because I won't see your face,
or the damage that I leave in my wake.
I don't hesitate to run away
when there's music to be faced.
because I can't separate
the things I earn from the things that I take.
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