Verse 1
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Contain my heart,
it's changing colors frequently, so frequently.
Like abstract art,
I'm screaming at you, notice me, just notice me.
You can' t be far,
I've heard your heart be heavily, so heavenly.
I'm waiting now,
so please come here and comfort me, come for me.
Chorus
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And Take me away
From this place I call my home.
Teach me to be free,
from this cell where I belong.
Rescue me,
from this fortress we call love,
And show me what real freedom feels like.
Verse 2
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Prodigal son,
a lot like my identity.
But when I run,
I want you running next to me.
I don't know how I am,
but who I wanna be.
I'm scared to move,
but fear won't get the best of me.
Prelude
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I don't want to runaway, but I have dreams to follow, somehow I run from yesterday, cuz it's the only way to find tomorrow.
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