I run, I run away because I'm scared. I'm so...scared. I'm broken. I want to leave my life and going in an other world. In a best world. I've got trouble on my mind. I'm panicked, I'm lost in my head, in my body and in my life. I'm not good, and it makes me think I'm a bad person. But not, I'm fine, I am a good person.
I'm a fuckin' crazy person. I'm a fuckin' scared person.