Chocolate Axe

Running is such an easy gift to unwrap
I've spent another week running from myself
I wake up at another after-party, at another place
The fifth one since you decided to leave here, here, here

I dress in camouflage, I want to be invisible
My life’s a raid and you’re the FBI
Falling without a parachute, just in case it helps
Feeling alive now that no one’s here, here, here

Now that you’re gone
All this damn silence
Has become my friend
An endless loop
Counting the times you told me
That everything was fine

That I should carry the weight of both of us
Doesn’t mean I didn’t think
Molding in the spot you ran from
And now what, who’s gonna get me out of here, here, here

Now that you’re gone
All this damn silence
Has become my friend
An endless loop
Counting the times you told me
That everything was fine

Now that you’re gone
All this damn silence
Has become my friend
An endless loop
Counting the times you told me
That everything was fine