Have you ever been run so hard that you could not breathe/ Your thoughts consumed by who it is you need to please/ as your rider is doubling speed/ Cracking his whip/ This bridal's got a hold on my throat/ I try to fight it with every measure of your hope/Your body races on as your mind screams stop/ but in control is something you’re not/ Your addictions drive you until you bleed out every inch of Spirit you need/ But You never leave/ No You don’t/ I’m tired of running from all my convictions/ You’ve set me free from all my addictions
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