Runaway Songtext
von Barry Moore

We love to make the same mistakes
Twisted and frayed like runaways
We love to make the same mistakes
Twisted and frayed like runaways

So left out in evidence
Before endless omnipotence
I′ve been kneeling at the foot of my grave
As if I'm thinking of getting in
And now we follow one by one
Cut all the corners then cut and run
Escape the madness of what you want
Escape the truth and fail to respond

Breathe out, we got them on our side
Most of us along for the ride
And how it slowly becomes white
Get the feeling we could lose sight


We love to make the same mistakes
Twisted and frayed like runaways
We love to make the same mistakes
Twisted and frayed like runaways

Stolen time we′re running on
No road sign to right a wrong
We've been ignoring the fruit of our ways
As if there's nothing to be done
Disdain, the blood dries in place
Most of you scramble just to save face
Intrinsic to the sadness and shame
Nothing to do but replace the blame

Breathe out, we got them on our side
Most of us along for the ride
And how it slowly becomes white
Get the feeling we could lose sight


We love to make the same mistakes
Twisted and frayed like runaways
We love to make the same mistakes
Twisted and frayed like runaways
We love to make the same mistakes
Twisted and frayed like runaways
We love to make the same mistakes
Twisted and frayed like runaways

No shame and no faith
Playing the game of runaway
No shame and no faith
Twisted and frayed like runaways
No shame and no faith
Playing the game of runaway
No shame and no faith
Twisted and frayed like runaways