Marathon Runner

When I was a boy of seventeen I know it's mean but I I told my friend to give up on her dreams She hated me but I I knew the dreams were for the best of us And for the rest of us And I I didn't wanna share with anyone I need a way to see my greatest dance And make them laugh I could win the wars or lose the battles, too Whichever's true I can live another people's live I can't stop putting on other people's clothes I love until I leave I am a marathon runner And my legs are sore And I'm anxious to see What I'm running for I am a hot air ballon On a sailboat I wouldn't make this my home If I'd learned to float So take my trash Just take my earthly life I'll try to cry I will live without the things I love the best So hold them to your chest I lose my face Just lose my stolen wigs The heads of kings I run until I know what to believe I am a marathon runner And my legs are sore And I'm anxious to see What I'm running for I am a hot air ballon On a sailboat I wouldn't make this my home If I learned to float I am a marathon runner And my legs are sore And I'm anxious to see What I'm running for I am a hot air ballon On a sailboat I wouldn't make this my home If I learned to float

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