You always run the risk of being caught
You always hold your breath
You always walk the fine line between life and all the rest
You always talk, but never follow through
You never shut your mouth
And when the words stop making any sense, you wear them out
You’re always standing by the fire escape
You’re always waiting for your time to run out
You’re always crawling on your hands and knees
There’s always something that you’re running from
There’s always something wrong
There’s always something getting in the way of moving on
You always bite the hand that helps you up
When you can barely stand
You always put your back against the wall as part of the plan
You’re always standing by the fire escape
You’re always waiting for your time to run out
You’re always crawling on your hands and knees
You run the risk of running out
You know you are, you are
You’re always standing by the fire escape
You’re always waiting for your time to run out
You’re always crawling on your hands and knees

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