Statistic

by ♪Unseen♪   Jun 28, 2005


Runaway,
From what,
I don’t know.
Just pack your clothes.
Leave, disappear,
Find yourself a way out of here,
Before you’re trapped,
Like me.
Give it up,
Before you’re in too deep.
Don’t become one of them,
Just get out of here before it’s too late,
Save yourself.
We’re all too far-gone,
We thought it would be fun.
The adrenaline,
The rush,
Of being that close,
An inch from the reaper.
These are our souls,
He is the keeper.
Don’t try it,
Throw it all away.
If you don’t go now,
There won’t be another day.
Forget your past,
Focus on the future.
Never look back,
It’ll only bring you down.
You have a chance,
Take it.
Leave this world behind.
Go see,
What treasures you can find.
Meet new people,
Don’t wind up alone,
You’ll regret it,
Believe me.
Run while you can,
Run while there’s time.
Hurry, he’s coming.
Just leave,
Don’t worry.
But please, No matter what you do,
Don’t be the 56 percent,
Be the other 44 percent and live.
Don’t think twice about it,
Whatever you do,
Don’t become a statistic.

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