Tired or just losing touch
Is this what happens when you know too much?
Always catching up on sleep
I stay awake trying to name the feeling
When I was young and out of place
Misunderstood for giving them a taste
It always felt like my last stand
I wish I could have understood back then
That you will become what you run from
You will become what you run from
Oh, seven states in seven days
Sleeping in parking lots just off the freeways
But every night is on a stage
I wish I could tell that kid to be amazed
'Cause you will become what you run from
What you run from will become you
You will become what you run from
You will become what you run from
What you run from will become you
You will become what you run from
If you want the other door
Keep your eyes up
When the veil gets torn
You might have to start a war
Put your back up
And face the storm
If you want the other door
Keep your eyes up
When the veil gets torn
You might have to start a war
Put your back up
And face the storm
Or you will become what you run from
What you run from will become you
You will become what you run from
You will become what you run from
What you run from will become you
You will become what you run from
