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1. ID was born the running kind with leaving always on my mind,
home was never home to me at anytime, G
every front Adoor found me hoping I would fA7ind the back door opeAn, A7
there just had toA be an exit for theA7 running kind. D
2. Within mDe there's a prison surrounding me alone,
as real as any dungeon with its walls of stone, G
I know runninAg's not the answer, thougA7h, running's bAeen my nature, A7
and a thing Ain me that keeps me moviA7ng on. D
3. ID was born the running kind with leaving always on my mind,
home was never home to me at anytime, G
every front Adoor found me hoping I would fA7ind the back door opeAn, A7
there just had toA be an exit for theA7 running kind. D
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