Runaway horses under my hood
Can't catch me when I fly
Blue sky over me, six feet under me
Touch me when you cry
I caught sight of you, I've got altitude
In my clouded eyes
Isn't that mainstream? Finding you empty
Socially I'm out nine
Innocent highway, stranger than my way
Turn me like a page
Taken a wrong turn, deafly won't be heard
Damaged but I'm ok
Checking the chamber, nervous I came here
Looking through colored blinds
Careful don't miss me, going out easy
Socially I'm out nine
Writer(s): Fredrick Cole
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