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All The Pieces

Go run, run and hide your pretty face
Go far, 'till you find that secret place.
Go run.

Inside, you are paying such a price
Inside, no one else can run your life
Inside.

Think twice, you are running out of time
Inside, shattered by your own design

You can make believe that somehow everything is right
You can make the pieces fit but you're just jumping with your eyes close
From the fire, into the ovan
Show the world, how much you've suffered
Because after you've come all undone
Set of like a loaded gun
Someone's got to come pick up all the pieces.

'Cause you always run from what you need
It's true. Must be something 'bout the way you see yourself
You turn pity into pride
Inside
It must hurt so bad inside.

Because everytime you try to see things clear again
You just run and hide and make things worse
You close your eyes and jump right from the fire

Into the ovan
Run away when you're discovered
Because after you've come all undone
Set off like a loaded gun
Someone's got to come pick up all the pieces

From the fire into the ovan
Run away when you're discovered
Because after you've come all undone
Set off like a loaded gun
Someone's going to come pick up all the pieces.

All the pieces....