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My room is dark and very small
There′s a place to wash at the end of the hall
I hear strange languages through the wall
I hear them shouting in the street below
I listen now to anything, anything at all
Just to keep the ghosts away
Not to let them call
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You saw she was the first to hit the ground
Running up the hill at the side of the house
One by one the screaming sun
Foul and fair
The air alive with bullets and
The smell of fear
Don't look back
Don′t look back
Don't look back at all
Their bloodied faces are here with me now in the room
Until the lights go out and the silence comes
Don't fall asleep
Don′t fall asleep
No, just keep on running
Keep running
Keep running
Keep running
Run run run
Keep running
Keep running
Keep running
Run run run
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Writer(s): Judith Abbott, Neil Ferguson, Louise Watts, Allan Whalley Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
