WHAT YOU RUN FROM Songtext
von The Classic Crime

Tired or just losing touch
Is this what happens when
When you know too much?
Always catching up on sleep
I stay awake trying
To name the feeling

When I was young and out of place
Misunderstood for giving them a taste
It always felt like my last stand
I wish I could have
Understood back then

That you will become
What you run from
You will become
What you run from


Seven states in seven days
Sleeping in parking lots
Just off the freeways
But every night is on a stage
I wish I could tell that kid
To be amazed

′Cause you will become
What you run from
What you run from
Will become you
You will become
What you run from

If you want the other door
Keep your eyes up
When the veil gets torn
You might have to start a war
Put your back up
And face the storm

Or you will become
What you run from
What you run from
Will become you
You will become
What you run from


You will become
What you run from
What you run from
Will become you
You will become
What you run from