The Running Kind

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1. I was born the running kind with leaving always on my mind, 
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    home was never home to me at anytime, 
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    every front door found me hoping I would find the back door open, 
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    there just had to be an exit for the running kind. 

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2. Within me there's a prison surrounding me alone, 
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    as real as any dungeon with its walls of stone, 
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    I know running's not the answer, though, running's been my nature, 
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    and a thing in me that keeps me moving on. 

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3. I was born the running kind with leaving always on my mind, 
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    home was never home to me at anytime, 
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    every front door found me hoping I would find the back door open, 
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    there just had to be an exit for the running kind.