I don´t want to be seeked
But I´m out of choice
Hiding to save my escape
Poor little steps didn´t take me far enough
and you are already on the way here
I have been somebody
So they will come to search me
And find me, eventually
They´ll tell me how important piece I am
"You shouldn´t have run away
you made us worried, you naughty girl!
We all love you, stupid girl."
It´s all lie
You let me go first
Let me now be that way
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