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• Artiste: Jon Foreman
• Titre: Running From Me
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I'm stuck with these sins I'm hoping maybe time can resolve them I'm a lying, cheating, thieving coward Who's trying to follow Christ I'm hoping he can fix this old dog with new tricks 'Cause death is my only device Yeah death is my only device I said I needed room to breathe I said I needed truth, break free But all that's truth that I was running from you Turns out I was running from me There's a girl who lives down my street She says the flowers take care of the bees She tells me I'm poor and my daddy's at war Who's going to take care of me? Now if history is violence and sex I'd rather not pay my respects If I've caused offence If I'm too direct I'm just trying to talk some sense I'm politically incorrect I said, I said I needed room to breathe I said I needed truth, break free But all that's truth that I was running from you Turns out I was running from me La, la, la, la, la, la Running away from me La, la, la, la, la, la Running away from me I've been giving this a lot of thought Who am I, who on earth is God? The answer ain't kind and the reason's fine But by God it's the only answer I got It's the only chance I've got I said I needed room to breathe I said I needed truth, break free But all that's truth that I was running from you Turns out I was running from me It turns out I was running from me La, la, la, la, la, la Running away from me La, la, la, la, la, la Running away from me