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Composed, performed, mixed and produced @ The White Arc by yours truly.

Just like a roaming pigeon
I sell my own religion
Just to spend my days in the rays
And though there's plenty reason
You can't do me for treason
I'm living in Los Angeles

Makes me wanna run away from LA
Makes me wanna run away

I look into my mirror
It don't seem any clearer
And who's that looking straight back at me?
I look a little nearer
And all that I can hear
Is the buzzing of my yesterday

Makes me wanna run away from LA
Makes me wanna run away

I know it's sounding drastic (it's ok!)
'Cause, babe, I'm maxed out on my plastic (it's ok!)
What a place to get my fears on (it's ok!)
But what's a sky without some tears on?

Makes me wanna run away from LA
Makes me wanna run away, yes it does!
Makes me wanna run away from LA
Makes me wanna run away

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