When the yelling never stops,
and you feel like you can't get out.
THe dreams you once had are all forever gone.
Your trapped in the place some might call home.
With nothing more to do, but cry.

Runaway, Child
Release the pain while you still can.
Runaway, Child.
Hell can't hold you back anymore.
Runaway, Child.
Its the only thing to do-
When you'd be better off dead.

Tomorrow is here, a new home for you.
Where the gashes in your heart turn to scars.
And all you want gone are the memories now.
The heartache you once felt will be gone.
Now your trapped inside your own free will,
The only thing you do now is smile...