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　Graffiti decorations under the sky of dust.
　A constant wave of tension on top of broken trust.
　The lessons that you taught me, I learned were never true.


　Now I find myself in question...
　They point the finger at me again.
　Guilty by association, you point the finger at me again.


　I wanna run away, never say goodbye.
　I wanna know the truth instead of wondering why.
　I wanna know the answers, no more lies.
　I wanna shut the door and open up my mind.


　Paper bags and angry voices under a sky of dust.
　Another wave of tension has more than filled me up.
　All my talk of taking action, these words were never true.


　I gonna run away, and never say goodbye.
　Gonna run away...


　I wanna run away... and open up my mind.