Besedila: Lucky 7. Runaway.

I don??° believe in all the words that I read.
I???e been stuck between the lines.
Life in the middle is never what it could be.
Empty faces mirror mine.
So come with me we???l drive straight through the night.
We???l leave this world behind baby.
Turn up my song is on the radio.
Innuendos go anywhere you wanna go.
Hit the window and feel the summer wind blow.
Everything will be alright.
Runaway with me tonight.

I don??° believe in all the rumors I hear.
They???l tear your world apart.
Tracing circles doesn??° bring us any closer.
Falling backwards from the start.